Ch. 07 - Learning to Fly

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Just as Farlan and Levi passed through the double doors and took off, the soldiers turned down the hallway leading to this wing and so I ducked back into the room to remain hidden from view. I went back into the armory and walked briskly to a door on the wall adjacent to the door I'd just come in from.

This one led to a cleaning supply closet, but when I stepped inside, closed the door behind me and looked around, I realized that it now looked more like it held extra tools and equipment for maintaining gear, which made sense. But no matter the contents of its shelves, the room was the same, including even its biggest flaw.

A thin panel of wood covered - or attempted to, anyway - a small hole in the wall. It'd started off merely as a crack but the stone and brick had fallen away perhaps with the help of a child's inquisitive hands, and it was perfect as a crawl space between two rooms.

With the layout of the building, the wings were tightly packed and there were rooms that shared one wall yet opened up on different hallways. It had been terribly confusing in my mind as a child but now, I knew the layout damn well like the back of my hand, including even the exploits I had used when I'd run and hide from Reyes when all he wanted to do was go on his lunch break.

I crouched on the dusty floor and pried the wooden board away from the wall, sliding it behind a shelf for now before getting to my stomach. I pulled myself through the small hole, maneuvering carefully to squeeze my shoulders through and nearly having to pray to get my hips through.

Thankfully, I didn't have to pray, and I got to my feet as soon as I was able. This room was the best I could have hoped to find myself in, which was wonderful considering I hadn't needed to hope for it in the first place, because I knew it was here.

Where I now found myself was a training room. Workout equipment sat lifelessly on their shelves and on the floor gathering dust and nothing more. Punching bags were hung in a row but had not ever needed to be patched or replaced and never had they even been moved, not since...

Goddesses. Another memory.

El would have me come in here and let loose some energy sometimes, for after work some evenings to relieve stress and stay fit he would workout here.

The last person to use the Military Police's workout equipment in the Underground City had been my late father, and before him... me.

Pathetic, isn't it?

I could hardly believe I was standing here again. Hell, I could hardly believe I was even doing this. That I was even here. That I had somehow been talked into leading a damned heist against the people who used to babysit me, and that I myself had planned it.

No, but they betrayed me first. This was just due diligence, a stroke of justice.

The kindness I had once wanted to repay someday had been done for me, by them canceling the order entirely by refusing to go against their orders and help me and my father.

Rushes of memories could be found in each and every room of this building, if I so chose to do that. But I couldn't. I was in a time crunch and... there was nothing left for me here. Nothing but memories. And those... those I kept with me, anyway.

I got back to work.

It wouldn't take long to get to the medical wing now. If I had taken the hallway, that was certifiably the "long way" but this had shaved off precious minutes from that. So I now went from room to room, dashing from hall to hall, ducking into doorways and hiding where I could at every single noise I heard, human or not.

But I didn't slow down for too long. I went quickly, or as quickly as I safely could. An internal clock running down in my head motivated me to keep moving, to never stop moving for each second lost could mean that I miss being picked up by Levi and have to find another way out of here. It wasn't that I couldn't, but I didn't want to be in here longer than I needed to.

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