Dunst Till Dawn

The Quest for Redemption

With the last bit of strength that she had she reached out for her fallen metal bar. It was too far away. She did a little roll, getting back to her feet, grabbing it up. And now with it gripped tightly within her hands, she swung it like a bat at the closest SWAT member. A man in his 20s. 

Before she could however, she was riddled by gunfire. 

She fell back to the ground. All she could feel now was the pain of the many bullets that had gone through her body. She was dying. She could barely breathe. She could only lay there now, coughing up her own blood.

The man, the SWAT member that she nearly swatted with the metal pole, walked over to where her body lay, pointing his Heckler & Koch MP5 submachine gun right at her forehead. 

"They said not to take either of you alive," he told her. "Sorry." He genuinely sounded remorseful, but it didn't stop him.  

Her eyes shot open. She didn't even realize that she had them closed. But now that they were once again open, she found that she was back at Dunst Till Dawn. Laying on their own bed, back in their guest bedroom. 

It wasn't a large bedroom like her brother's bedroom was, on the other side of the building. His was his main living quarters. He lived and slept within his business. It was his home. But not Dawn. This was just a job to her. It didn't mean as much to her as it did to him. So she still had her own house. This was just a guest room. 

It consisted of a queen-sized bed, and a wooden 6 drawer dresser. With three drawers on each side. In front of the bed, there was a door, that led in and out of the room. 

She grabbed the copper door handle of that door and turned it, opening the door to leave the room. which was weird, for she could have sworn that that door was open when she first woke up. She exited, going past the guest bathroom and to Dunst till Dawn's research room. Where 14 cubicles, 7 on each side, lined the room. Each one with one of their researchers. 

She said hi to their 14 researchers, and then went through a door on her right that led to the main entrance/waiting room. 

To her right now was Danielle's desk and beyond her, was Dawn's office. To her left were 2 dark couches on each side of a cream-colored door. The door that led outside. 

Had she continued forward, it would lead to a hallway. The first door to the left would be the public restroom, one of three restrooms within the building. Had she kept continuing down that hallway, it would have led to a restricted area, which was where Jack's little house area was. Complete with a large bedroom, his own private bathroom, a kitchen, a living room and a laundry room. 

No one was waiting in the waiting room. It was just Danielle and her. They had no customers at the time.

"Did I miss anything?" She asked her blonde receptionist.

"No, it's been a pretty slow day!" Danielle told her in a rather bored tone.

She thanked Danielle and after a little more small talk, she continued heading into her office.

"Wait a minute" Danielle stopped her. "Let me page your brother first." She did and when he confirmed that she could, she let her in. 

 "Well look who finally woke up," She heard her brother's voice greet her. He had a huge smile on his face to show how happy he was to see her.

"Jack?" She asked.

"Who else would it be." He said with a smirk. Not actually answering the question. "So how did you sleep? Any good dreams?"