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Nova
Chapter 47| A Monster
I released a slow breath, my chest constricting. My hands which have a sheer clear of sweat are by my side itching to be used. My knees are beginning to hurt as I kneel down on the ground, gravel digging into my skin. My eyes stay rooted in the one spot, waiting and watching for something for anything.
"If he go through the south door, we should be good until that corridor." I look over at Clementine who is pointing to the blueprints that are spread out in the floor, rocks hiking the edges down.
"Okay, what about that room there. We don't know if Simone will come out." I ask pointing to the room which will get us in a sticky situation if Simone comes out of there while we go in.
"We can lock it from the outside." Clementine shrugs.
"And if they call for someone. It's a bit suspicious." I mutter.
"That's when I'll throw a smoke bomb in. They'll pass out before they even realise what's going on." Again, I nod my head and hope this will all go to plan.
"Okay, even though Liam can't really help as we've gotta get those doors unlocked." I mutter. We plan on getting in without any notice then when we have the upper hand, we'll make ourselves known.
Clementine grins and turns around, making sure to keep herself quiet, when she comes back she's holding a crowbar. "Fuck Liam, we don't need his weird genius mind. We've got a crowbar!" She whisper yells her eyes twinkling in the moon and her grin huge.
It's one of those moments with Clementine that have my head spins. The only time I see her really smiling, pure happiness in her eyes is when she's talking about stuff like this. Killing, talking about killing, the mention of killing. Pretty much anything that's illegal or involves violence.
"You need help." I blurt.
If anything, she grins wider.
"Let's get this over with." Clementine nods her head and becomes serious. I again, release a breath to calm my nerves.
The only thing you can hear in the dead of night, is the sound of our guns clicking and reloading and slipping them into our sides. I'm wearing shirts so I can access my daggers easily, a trail of goosebumps tatter across my skin. It's cold, no freezing. It's nearly Christmas now and I'm not even ready. Time has been going so fast I haven't even had a chance to catch up, with everything going on, and I'm still busy.
It's the 19th of December. Six days until Christmas. Three days ago, in the 15th of December my son was born.
It's all so crazy.
"Noe's our chance." Clementine whispers.
I follow her quietly behind, my anger building by the second. It's about time we put these assholes to rest, finally say goodbye. We come to the door, Clementine quickly hitting the lock causing sparks to fly and the door clicks open. Clementine smirks at me and walks in me right behind her.
As we planned we walk down the hallway, still out steps quiet until we come to the isolated room. I look at clem, taking the smoke bomb out holding the pin in my fingers, she nods once and throw it in quickly, making sure no one is coming in or out.
"Good. Come on we don't have much time." I nod and grey down the hallway.
We don't bother with the small rolls, we go straight for the kill. Again we stand either side of the double doors we each put a gas mask on, a smoke bomb in both our hands. At the same time, we pull the plug and toss it in the room. Without a second thought we bust in and begin to fire rapidly.
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