Hostile (an acrostic poem)

Hacking the electronic lock was Pascal’s job, and it should have been easy

Oscar pointed his gun down the hallway and let loose a short burst

Still can’t open it?” he yelled as he pulled back around the corner

Too much going on,” she grunted as she tried again

Instead of responding to her, Oscar jumped back into the hallway

Letting have her a few more moments

Even as his body fell to the floor and the door finally opened