“I…I don’t think we have much time left…” Dave’s voice sounded thin, tired, even through the static.

“Hang on!” Sally said. “I’ll get help. I’ll do something!”

“It’s too late for that, I think,” said Dave. “You need to get out of here before it’s too late.”

“No!” Sally cried.

The cable had been strained to its breaking point, and it gave way with a sharp metallic twang. The steel beam, deprived of its support, toppled over, taking tons of concrete and metal with it. Four other cables were snapped by the rain of debris, and the pillars they supported collapsed as well.