TW for cults, dark religious themes, blood/injuries, human experiments.
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Ocean couldn’t remember if she’d ever felt this way before.
Her heart was beating so fast, and so hard, it was a wonder it hadn’t burst out of her chest. She could feel the blood from the injuries she’d endured just an hour before dripping onto the floor as she ran. She didn’t know how she was running in such a state. Was she really that desperate to get out of here?
Yes. Yes she was.
She paused behind a wall to catch her breath. The only source of light she had in the dark and empty hallway was the candle mantled onto the wall above her. She glanced around wildly to make sure no one was coming, and continued making a run for it. Why did this place have to be so big? Oh, that’s right… Because the cult needed a place to house 200 of it’s members and the hundreds of innocent people they kept prisoner… until they were no longer of use.
She knew she’d end up like the ones who weren’t needed anymore if she stayed here and waited to be rescued…She hadn’t been giving them the answers they wanted, and human experiments weren’t something she wanted to be the test subject for. Her heart ached for those who already had been.
She could feel her feet start to ache. Everything hurt. She felt dizzy, and her eyes were getting heavy from the tears she was holding back. But she had to keep going.
Ocean felt her heart beat faster when she heard shouting in the direction she’d ran from. They’d realized she was gone sooner than she anticipated. In a panic, she turned down another hallway and continued running. She could do this. She was going to get out of here. She’d see her friends and loved ones again. She knew she would… right?
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You glanced over at Shamia, who was crouched down beside you. The rose bushes were thorny and uncomfortable, but they helped keep you hidden from the unsuspecting cult members at the entrance of the large mansion they called a “headquarters”. It was also night, and despite how beautiful the sky was, everything at play right in front of you wasn’t so beautiful. It was disgusting. And horrifying.
“Okay. We just have to wait for the right time to sneak in that giant maze, and then grab her before anyone notices even though we have no idea where she is. Totally easy. Totally!” Avery’s sarcasm wasn’t helping at all, and you were about to let her know just as much before Shamia spoke. “Avery, you have wings, don’t you? Why don’t you fly around and scope out the area?” The resistance leader suggested in a voice barely above a whisper. Avery scoffed quietly, but obliged anyways, looking around before sneaking off somewhere she could take flight without being noticed.
Several minutes passed, and Avery still hadn’t come back.
You could tell Shamia was getting antsy from how she was biting down on her fingernails. You asked if she was alright, and she responded with a very blunt “No.” before going back to looking out for Avery. You looked up at the sky above the mansion and tapped Shamia on the shoulder to get her attention. She gave you a strange look before looking at the sky.
The devil herself was coming back, and the closer she got, you could tell she was… worried about something. Avery landed on the roof and pointed to the left, mouthing something that neither of you could understand. You and Shamia looked at each other before glancing in the direction she’d pointed, and what you saw was… more than a surprise to you both.
A familiar, but almost unrecognizable raspberry head of hair was running away from a small group of cult members, and the poor girl looked to be on the brink of collapsing from the injuries she had. You and the ravenette beside you made eye contact again.
“Holy shit..” Shamia muttered before getting up and running off toward the commotion without warning. You glanced back up at Avery, who gave you an urgent nod. You took in a breath before standing up yourself and running after Shamia.
