167. Wait for me

The thing about 'only those whose names were called can cross the portal' worked for the first twenty people; then the rest of the Four Hundred practically stormed the portal. 

Henry and I had gone back inside; our whole group was there, directing the people when they started to get restless until they nearly trampled each other. I simply took my grandma and Henry and stood back so we wouldn't get implicated. 

We waited, and in the end, we helped the people who had fallen to their feet. Luckily, no one died, but we now also didn't know if everyone on the list had crossed. 

Not only that, Ethan had told me at the beginning that they had discovered new survivors with each wall they had broken through inside the hellhole; there could very well be others still buried underground.