21 Escape

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We used Dr. Crawford to lead the way to where they were keeping Teresa. We turned a corner and heard men shouting.

"Freeze!" A man yelled pointing a gun at us. "Stay where you are!"
We ran back as the man fired. The bullets hit the wall behind us. These bullets were strange they attached onto the wall zapping with electricity.

"Why are they shooting at us?" Frypan yelled as we ran back the way we came.

"Minho!" Thomas called as we turn to see Minho stopping. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Minho!" I yell as he sprinted.

Minho jumped kicking the man in the chest, slamming him into the wall. The man slumped the ground unconscious. We all ran over.

"Shit, Minho!" Newt looked at the body then at Minho.

"Since when can you do that?" I question.

"Okay. Let's go. Come on. Let's go." Thomas picked up the man's gun grabbing on to Dr. Crawford, and pushing her forward.

When we got to the med bay Dr. Crawford opened the door. As soon as she did, we pushed inside.
All the doctors backed away with their hands up.

    "Where is she? Where is she!" Thomas yelled shooting beside a doctor to scare him.

They didn't answer, but they gave it away by looking over to a curtain.
Thomas gave the gun to Minho and ran over.

    "Get over!" Minho yelled at one of the doctors.
Thomas ripped the curtain back, revealing a hospital bed with Teresa laying on it. "Get down! GET DOWN!"

     "Okay, hands, give me your hands!" Newt yelled.

     "Just do what he says." Frypan tells the doctors.

     "Don't make this difficult." I say.

     "Give me your hands!" Newt yelled. They listen and suck their hands out. Newt started tying their hands up.

    "You're never gonna get away with this." Dr. Crawford said.

    "Guys? They're coming! Where do we go?" Frypan called looking through the window of the door.

    "Frypan! Move!" Newt yelled flipping a table, sliding it up to the door.

Just as he did, the people on the other side, tried to open it.

    "Get back! Get back!" Minho yelled, pushing us behind him, holding the gun ready.
Men slammed themselves into the door, trying to force it open.

    "We gotta get out of here!" I shout.

    "Where do we go?" Minho asked looking around. There wasn't another door in the room but there was a large window right behind us. The window lead to another room but it was a way out.

    "Everybody stand back!" I turn to see Thomas grabbing a chair smashing into the window. At first the window did nothing didn't even crack. "Newt! Help, help."
Newt picked up another chair.

    "Ready?" Newt asked, both boys slammed the chairs into the glass the same time. The glass shattered instantly raining down.

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