Not Just Another Number

A Way Out?

Sarah's POV

"What if we climbed out?"

We all look over at Dustin as he points up at an opening in the ceiling. I walk over to it, so I'm under it, and gesture for Steve to get closer to me. "Lift me up?" I ask. He nods and crouches down, holding his hands together to act as a foot hold for me.

I step into his hands and push myself up, reaching towards the opening. I push it open more, making room for me to get through. I grab onto the edge and pull myself up the rest of the way.

I groan as I push myself onto the top of the elevator. Not wasting time though, I reach down to the rest, helping Dustin up. Dustin gets up easily, walking around the top once he's up. I reach down again for Steve, and he come's up just as easily.

I look up at the elevator shaft, hands heating up at the sight of the dark shaft, with no light anywhere. "What were you saying about climbing?" I ask, wrapping my arms around myself. My voice echoes throughout the elevator shaft, making me sigh.

There's no way out. We're stuck down here. I start to pace back and forth, running my hands through my hair. "We're doomed." I mumble to myself. "We're doomed, and no one's going to save us. We're going to be stuck down here until the Russians find us!" I yell the last part, looking over at Steve and Dustin in panic.

"They're probably going to torture us." My voice cracks in the middle of the sentence as my body heat flares up again. Steve walks over to me, pulling me into a hug. He holds my head to his chest, his heartbeat calming me down. "It's going to alright, Sarah." He reassures me. "We're going to get out of here."

I nod my head and wrap my arms around him, holding him as close to me as I can. He's right. We're going to get out. I'll make sure of it. I sigh and move my head away, letting go of him in the process.

I walk back over to the opening and look back at Steve and Dustin. "I'm going to stay down here with the others, keep them company." And with that, I hop down back into the elevator.

I stumble a little with my landing, falling back on my ass. Robin rushes over to me, helping me up. "You okay?" She asks. I rub my backside a little and nod. "Yeah, but my ass will probably hurt for a while."

She chuckles and moves back to the elevator door, trying to find a way out. I sigh and move to the back corner where Christine is. She doesn't look like she's faring very well. She looks flushed, and her eyes are wide as she looks around.

"You okay?"

She nods quietly and slides down the wall to sit. I sigh and sit down next to her, back to the wall. "You got any ideas to help get out?" I ask her. watching Robin mess with the control panel.

Christine shrugs. "Think one of your powers can do anything?"

I scoff and roll my eyes. "Please, fire is a no go, could make our position worse actually. Plus, I've never been able to burn through metal. Water wouldn't work, but it could help us survive. And time freezing wouldn't solve anything either." She sighs at that.

I lean my head back on the wall, looking around the room. Nothing really looks useful. And I can't really use anything from my bag. I look over at said bag, thinking of something.

If I can get messages from people through visions, maybe I can do the same? I tap Christine on the shoulder, making her look at me. She hums in question. "If I pass out, don't panic, alright?"

"What?!"

"I'm about to try something that might help us, but I could pass out. I'll be fine though, okay?" Hesitantly, she nods, still not fully understanding me. I close my eyes and breathe slowly.