The Daylight Mirror

Chapter nineteen

The second we all got outside the back door we sprinted as fast as we could in one random direction with no idea where we should actually be running. Shouts can be heard from inside the house from the men in black and Malcom. Clearly I can hear Malcom yelling orders at us to take the four of us down with little injury and rather not in black body bags.

"To the farmhouse." I said to the girls.

"Are you sure Vivian? Shouldn't we be running through the trees or to the main road to get some help from town or something like that." Veronica asked me.

"Malcom is not stupid he would have stationed men around the forest tree line and he would have blocked off any exits him and his men can find waiting for us to run into if we ever did run in those directions. It's our best shot so far for now besides we can make some sort of weapons out of the stuff inside the farmhouse to defend ourselves against them."

Cutting in the conversation to bullets flying carelessly in the air direction. Cries from Millicent almost stopped me in my tracks and tripping me over my own two feet. Emersyn saw what I was going to do and pushed at my back to keep running towards the farmhouse. Wiping my head around I can see Emersyn pulling Millicant up off of the ground and started to pull her along. Veronica has stopped a small way ahead of me to see what happened behind her. Only to get by a bullet lodged into her left thigh that went straight through the back of her thigh. Quickly catching up with Veronica she cries out in pain, clutching the fresh bleeding bullet wound. Crouching down I helped apply more pressure onto the wound over Veronica's bloody hand. Emersyn quickly caught up to us dragging a limp Millicent beside her. The stitched up wounds already on Emersyns body are continuously bleeding through the new bandages and also her clothes. Neither which seemed to bother Emersyn in the slightest.

"There is no use running girls we have the place surrounded and on my command if one of the men sees you running he has the authority to shoot point blank." Malcom's voice boomed from the back door.

"Why are we so important to you anyway Malcom? I don't know who the hell you are either way?" I hollered back at him.

"I don't know what information has been given to you by Arnold but I think it would be in your best interests to comply with my orders."

"And what orders Malcom would that might be. You haven't been very hospitable towards us."

"Blame that on Arnold if I were you he doesn't like me or my occupation very much."

Loud noise from inside the farmhouse diverted my attention away from Malcom. Deep roaring started from the lions and quickly ended with whimpers. The sound of chuffing came from some tigers who also seen as it came stopped with a trail of whimpers. Panic and dread flew up and down my body. Some of Malcolm's men swiftly walked out of the farmhouse talking to each other in a small whisper. Moments later a truck driver reversed back into the door with a lorry full of different sized cages on the back of it. Not nearly fast enough I let go of Veronica's leg and march my way over to the back of the lorry.

Pecking through the door and the metal bars of the cages. Lying on the cobble stone floor of the farmhouse the adult lion and tigers have been tranquillised multiple times. Gasping my eyes went wide with what I am seeing in front of me. Behind me Emersyn also gasped at what she saw too. Men already within the farmhouse are getting hold of these large animals and putting them into corresponding cages. Even a smaller cage is being used for the lion and tiger cubs who are fighting back the best they could before they get tranquillised and put into their cage. Beating overtime and erotically my heart beat is all over the place as it is beating and echoing inside my ear canals. Loud booted footsteps slapping against the ground approaches towards us. Whipping around Malcom is stood not too far away with a gun in his hand.