For one second, nothing happened.
Rama’s blood ran cold. Andi. His brother was inside the tower? Working for Tama?
The rusted stairwell of the Jenglot Apartments smelled of rain, rotting food, and fear. Rama adjusted the strap of his tactical vest, his knuckles white around the stock of his sub-machine gun. Behind him, twenty of Jakarta’s finest breathed in short, controlled bursts. Ahead: fifteen floors of hell. The.Raid.Redemption.2011.1080p.10bit.BluRay.HIN...
Andi stood slowly. He pressed the pistol into Rama’s hand. “Tama has a back elevator. It goes straight to the ground. I’ll draw them to the stairs.” He smiled—a sad, tired smile. “One of us has to live.”
“Tama… he knew we were coming. There’s a mole.” Jaka grabbed Rama’s collar. “Find Andi. He’s undercover. He’ll know the way.” For one second, nothing happened
He stepped out into the rain. Sirens in the distance. A new day.
The first shot tore through the dark. Then another. Then the world became muzzle flashes, hot brass, and the wet thud of bodies hitting the floor. Rama fired in three-round bursts, his training taking over. He saw Bowo fall, a kitchen knife in his throat. He saw a man in a wife-beater tank top swing a hammer at his face. Rama ducked, swept the legs, and put two rounds into the man’s chest. His brother was inside the tower
Since you asked me to I’ll assume you want a short narrative inspired by that film’s intense, claustrophobic action. Here’s a story built from the premise of The Raid: Redemption . Title: The 15th Floor