hawkins upside down

❝ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎 : 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄 ❞

Tick.
Tick.
Tick.

Boom.

Ten o'clock.

I walked towards my door, I gently grasped the door handle. The cool copper tickling my fingertips. I twisted the brass knob and pushed the oak slab away from me. My wrists twisted, summoning a cloud of red fog, weaving it's way in and out of the corridors, up and down the halls.

I turned my head to every direction. Staring at the security cameras with beaming red eyes until the flickering light faded away. I walked down the corridor to Janes room. Just as I reached for the handle the door gently opened itself.

There Jane stood. Waiting patiently for me to arrive. I held out my hand to her.

' Are you ready? '
I breathed out heavily. She nodded slightly and took my hand in hers. We started walking towards the corridors and ended up at the entrance.

Four security guards in hazmat suits stood up from their chairs. I twisted my wrist again, red fog surrounding us all. The hazmat suits fell to the floor revealing the clothes the guards wore underneath.

I walked up to guards one by one. Lifting my hand to their temple, wriggling my fingers the red energy leaving my fingertips, entering their minds.

' Stay quiet. '
I whispered, stepping out of the way allowing Jane to lift her hand up and snapping her head and neck to the side breaking their bones.

They fell to the floor. We stepped over their writhing bodies. I indicated my head upwards and the glass doors snapped to the sides shattering with force. 

We stepped out of the laboratory. Breathing in the fresh air. Picking up the pace as we headed towards the forest surrounding us. At the foot of the woods I stopped and turned to see the building we were raised, taught and tortured in.

' Jade. '
Jane called. She nodded towards the trees and started walking across the pavement of twigs and rocks, crunching beneath her feet with each step she took.

We found an empty area and sat down for a while until it started to rain.  The sky was black and the wind was cold. Thunder echoing through the woods. Lighting, illuminating the woods. The rain started to pour soaking me and Jane.

I saw the white point of a flashlight, the sounds of voices and crunching of twigs, pattering feet and squeaking of bike wheels. Me and Jane stood up hastily.

Three young boys approached us and shone their lights in our faces before lowering the lights and getting off their bikes.

' Are you ok? '
The first boy asked.

He was kind of plump, he had dark hair and tanned skin. His voice reeked of genuine concern with a tiny bit of a lisp.

' Do you need help? '
The second boy asked.
His skin was much darker. His hair was black. He looked me and Jane up and down. His eyes mirrored confusion and how intrigued he was.

' Come with us. '
The last bit said. He was scrawny and pale with dark hair. His voice was raspy but he sounded genuine.

I turned to Jane. Back to the boys. Back to Jane.