𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧! ~ 𝘔𝘢𝘹 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘧𝘦𝘪𝘭𝘥

Chapter 17

Steve is the last one to land into the tunnels. The rest of us already ahead.

"Holy shit." He mutters.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's this way." Mike says while looking at the map.

"Your pretty sure or your certain?" I ask.

"I'm 100% sure. Just follow me and you'll know."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey." Steve stops Mike. "I don't think so."

"What?"

"If any of you little shits die down here, I'm getting the blame. Got it, dipshit?" He steps forward. "From here on out, I'm leading the way. Come on, let's go." He finishes as we all follow.

(Small time skip)

After a little while walking we make it to a part where there's multiple pathways all around us.

"What is this place?" Max asks.

"Guys, come on. Keep moving." Steve commands as we all follow him.

But after a moment I realize that Dustin didn't follow.

"Shit!" I hear Dustin yell from behind us. "Help! help! help!"

"Dustin!" Mike exclaims as we make our way back to him.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"What happened?" Steve asked.

"It's in my mouth! Some got in my mouth! Shit!" He coughs.

But after a while of coughing, he turns to face towards us. "I'm okay."

"You serious?"

"Very funny, man."

"Jesus, what an idiot."

We all say our complaints as we keep walking on.

We keep on making our way in the gross tunnel, with all these little specs floating around.

"All right, Wheeler. I think we found your hub." Steve suddenly stops in front of a large, circle-shaped space with small paths on each part.

"Let's drench it." He demands.

So we did. We started burning the edges with a torch and pouring gasoline everywhere.

(Small time skip)

"Alright, you guys ready?" Steve asks, ready to throw his lighter into the gasoline filled hub.

"Ready." We all collectively say.

"Light her up." Dustin says.

Steve then pulls out his lighter. "I am in such deep shit." He says as the fire flicks on.

He then throws the lighter in the hub, making everything instantly catch on fire.

"Go, go, go!" Steve yells.

We're now racing down the tunnels to get away from the growing fire.

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God!" Dustin repeats.

"This way!" Steve yells as we all follow him.

I hear a thud behind me. I turn around and see Mike has fallen to the floor, with a slimy vine rapped around his foot.

"Help! Help!"

"Mike!" I yell as I start stomping on the vine.

The others finally noticed and rushed to our side.

"Everybody get back!" Steve yells as he hits the vine with his bat. It doesn't break the first time so he keeps on doing it.

Finally, it breaks. As soon as it does we pull Mike back on his feet.