The Breaking Wheel

Chapter 91: Rescue

John ripped down another steel door and looked around the room. Billy had told him that he would meet him inside the actual facility, but he had seen no sign of the slo-

The lights began flickering. Did something in that photo move?

The room went dark one more time, and standing in the corner was Billy, in his dark-furred, red-eyed guise, his back to him.

"Ready to search the place together?" John quickly glanced behind him to make sure that the 939 brothers were with him. They were.

Billy slowly turned to face them. Even with his goofy, laid-back personality, in some ways he was the most terrifying of them all.

"Yes. The time for my revenge has come after all these years. It's personal now."

His voice was no longer had the bubbly, relaxed tone it normally did. Now it sounded monotone and almost mechanical.

John gulped as the sloth's body glitched as Billy lead the way.

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"Molly!"

Dr. Collingwood could barely hear the voice calling out her name through the ringing in her ears, but the strong hand on her shoulder shook her back to reality.

"John?"

"Yeah, it's me. Get up, we have to get out of here!"

With that, he tugged her to her feet and led her out. All the other cells were torn open and looked like they were empty.

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Eddie fiddled with the walkie-talkie for a moment, then spoke into it, saying, "Guys! We need reinforcements! Quickly!" while changing his voice to that of one of the soldiers he'd killed earlier. Sure enough, a whole detachment came rushing into the room and he and his brother descended upon them, tearing them all to shreds.

He rarely used his voice-changing abilities for anything other than pranks, but when he did, he could do so exceedingly well, even for one of his own kind.

"Got all of 'em?" asked Simon.

"Got all of 'em," Eddie confirmed.