The New Era |Apoclypse Sequel|

Chapter Twelve

«Jenna!», I grabbed her wrist to keep her still, «Calm down! Have you forgotten what I told you? Don't let panic take your place, okay?», but instead of answering she kept shaking, «Okay?»

She nodded, pulling away from my grip and she started walking between the rocky walls.I followed her trying to keep calm myself, we kept a fast enough pace, but it was forty kilometers to go and plus we had to find that damn Cathedral... I hadn't told Jenna so as not to freak her out even more... but I knew it wouldn't take a single day to get out of here. Plus, I didn't tell her what really was going to happen in here...

«Harry, what is that?», she asked, pointing to a small floating flame.

«I don't know», I replied, observing it carefully to look for traps, «But I don't think it's something good»

We advanced towards it slowly, but we realized that it was the wrong solution when, just as we passed it, we felt a disproportionate heat rise in the air. I managed to turn around just in time to see what I suspected to happen.

«Run», I told her.

«What?», she looked at me confused.

«Run!», I yelled gaining speed towards the corridor.

The flames spread along the rocky walls and they were following us, even if we only touched it once we would have died incinerated.I took Jenna's hand and I increased the speed even more, we turned the first corridor on the right managing to reach a sort of tunnel that went upwards. We had to climb to escape the flames.

«Harry, we'll never make it!», she screamed in terror.

«Hold on to me», I quickly picked her up.

I would have saved her at any cost. So I pushed her up as the flames reached us, I managed to throw her to the top and she grabbed onto the platform to pulled herself up. As I tried to climb up as well and she held her hand out to me, I felt the heat build up and hit my legs, burning my feet and rising even higher on my body. I screamed in pain as Jenna was about to lean even further towards me to pick me up.

«No! You'll fall!», I yelled, «Go on!»

«No!», she yelled back with tears in her eyes.

«Just do it!»

The pain had become unbearable, I felt my eyes water and I could see Jenna's face a few more moments, and then all I heard was...

«Harry, no!»

It was as if my eyes closed: I saw everything go white and then everything went black.

Jenna's pov.

The spell was playing with my head again. I didn't have to panic, Harry wasn't really dead, the spell just wanted me to believe it. I saw the flames go out and his body fall helpless, his skin was completely burned, it seemed almost like he was covered in wax.

I jumped down and knelt beside him. I shook him to wake him up, more than once, and nothing happened, he didn't even move an inch.

«Harry», I said with my bottom lip trembling, «Harry, wake up», I shook him harder, «I'm not going anywhere without you, you hear me? Stop pretending!»

I looked at him and soon realized there was nothing to be done... it wasn't a nightmare, it wasn't a spell... Harry was dead.I burst into tears leaning my forehead against his. I couldn't believe I lost him, I couldn't believe... I lost him for letting him save me. I knew I had to continue, I had to save Jonathan by reaching that weapon... but not in that moment...I carried Harry's body against a wall, placing him on the floor and leaning his head against the backpack. I sat down beside him and I leaned my back against the cold, angular wall of the cave. That night I would not have moved a step... the next morning I would have got to hide both of us from the tourists and to move on my own at nightfall.I should have sent someone to get him the next day, I couldn't leave him there like that...