The Last Plague

Chapter Thirty-One: Running Wild

Raymond walked into the back of the room. "Here's the trapdoor, we can enter the tunnel through it," he said as he lifted it up.

I walked after him as he slowly disappeared into the hole. I started climbing in when I heard the door being pounded on. I could tell there were several fists banging on it trying to get in. I realized the door probably wasn't locked. They're looking for the door, I quickly realized. As soon as they would find it they would come in. I climbed into the trapdoor as quickly as I could and shut it. I was hoping the trapdoor blended in with the floor around it.

I could tell Raymond could hear the banging around the building. "How were we followed?" he asked no one. "It's impossible to see in the blizzard. I'm almost certain they don't know about this area."

"No time for questions, they could be in here within seconds. Let's go!" I shouted at him as I ran down the tunnel.

Raymond followed me without question and caught up to me with no problems. I felt weird running through the tunnel in the suit he gave me. At the same time, I was feeling fancy and still civilized; the feeling of being civilized was enough to keep me going. I moved from my sprint into a jog, knowing I would tire quickly in a full sprint. Raymond matched my pace perfectly and we jogged down the tunnel.

I started feeling tired from the suit rubbing on my now aching skin, but I pushed forward. "Do you know when we'll find the truck?" I asked him, hoping he'd know.

"Do you think I'd drag us out here, tell you I knew where a truck was, then not find a truck? How stupid do you think I am?" Raymond said, his voice hadn't changed since we first met. His monotonous voice actually soothed me slightly. "We have about another mile before we reach it. Can you—"

His voice was interrupted by a scream from a woman. "Get back here! You can't abandon us, what about RADD? Are you going to abandon everything we've done? I know you're down there!" Her voice was strained and came out as a harsh whisper. I could tell it was Ashley screaming at us. Her voice seemed more horrendous when she was yelling.

"Come on, we need to run," Raymond said to me, I couldn't tell if he tried to sound calming or if he was terrified. His face was completely blank and unreadable.

I had barely realized I was holding a flashlight while this was happening. I was running with Raymond down the hallway. I continued running down for what seemed to stretch on for infinity. Raymond suddenly paused near a hallway split. The hallway split into two directions, but one seemed to have an ending.

"Come down here," Raymond said. He ran to the left and the lights suddenly blinded me. He let out a small laugh. "This is the truck I was talking about. What're you waiting for, come one in.

I jumped into the truck and saw several cans of gasoline in the back. There was a pistol in between where I was and where Raymond was seated. He started pulling out slowly and drove into the tunnel. Everyone else that had been with RADD was left behind in the dark abyss.

"Alright, let's go." Raymond droned as he started the car.

"How long will our food last?" I asked him, slightly concerned at the small size of the packages we had brought.

"It should last us two, I don't know, maybe a few weeks," Raymond responded.

"How will the drive there be?"

"You sound like a child in the back of a car." he joked, still sounding monotonous. "But it should take us a couple of days to get there. We'll make it no problem." He started speaking quieter, "Maybe if they don't let us in we can give them the truck as a gift." Raymond seemed to be disappointed when he said this, but he still droned on.