Forgotten memories // Finney Blake

Chapter 17

An irritating persisting ringing infiltrates my ears. My eyes flutter open. I felt disoriented, my head is pounding and I reach the tips of my finger to my top lip. It's covered in dried up blood.

I look over to finney who is still resting and I nudge him awake. He looks over to the ringing phone "No." The phone rings louder clearly insisting on being picked up. "Fuck you." It rings louder. "Goddamn it." He walks over and picks up the phone. "What? You gonna say something? Do you even know who you are?" He sounds annoyed.

"What the shit kind of question is that? Do you even know who you are?" His voice is rough. "I'm Finney Blake." He answers. "Yeah, well nice to fucking meet you, Finney Blake. Right here. This is it."

"This is what?" Finney looks distraught. "The nightmare end of your pathetic little life."

"Holy shit. You're Vance Hopper. I remember you. You used to scare me." I look at Finney and mouth "Vance?" In disbelief. "Trust me, Finney Blake, if you knew what you had coming you'd be fucking terrified. Today's the day motherfucker!"

"Have you tried stacking the carpets to reach the window?"
"I've tried everything."
"No, not everything. When the Grabber saw what I had done, that was it. And he took his time with me, too."

"What did you do?"

"Oh, the fucker had to spend a fortune to repair all the damages." Vance kept yapping. "What did you do?" Finney asked again. "I'm getting to that cunt wad! Or do you have some other important shit you have to do right now?" He says fiercely.

"No, no, no, no, I'm.. I'm listening." Finney proceeds to give Vance his full attention.
"There's an outlet in the shitter, across from the john."
"Yeah, I've seen it."

"On the other side of that wall, there's a storage room. You can't get into that room because there's a big ass upright freezer in the way."
"Okay" Finney says inventively.

"break into the wall about two feet above the outlet till you get to a panel with screws to it. Get the panel off, you're into the freezer."
"And then out into the storage room. Thank you."Finney says gratefully. "For what?" Vance was genuinely confused.
"For helping me."

"Helping you? This isn't about you. FUCK HIM!!!"

The sound echoes through the walls, shaking everything even the bottles of sprite before lunging them out towards us. The bottles shatter and glass falls everywhere.

I calm myself and look up at Finney and we both nod. We rush to the toilet and he pulls off the lid. "Let's use this to break into the wall." He says.
"Okay. We should take turns." I suggest and he agrees.

It's been hours. My arms are growing tired but the wall is finally starting to cave in. I see the panel Vance was talking about. "Finney!" I say and he walks up to me and looks at the exposed panel. "Holy shit!" He says, before rushing over to the toilet and removing a circular piece of metal from the inside of the toilet. He walks over and begins to unscrew the panel.

It worked and he removed the panel, throwing it behind him with hope. There's only meat in the freezer. He climbs in and tries to open the freezer door by shoving himself into it.

It doesn't budge.

He looks over to me. "I'm sorry, Ally." His eyes swell with tears and all hope washes away from myself. I hold him and we cry together for a while. "We have to figure something out Finn."

"We have to fight back" I look up at him. This is our last hope. "I don't want to die like the rest of them." My voice cracks. "Okay." He nods. "I'm with you."