The Long Game, Lucas Sinclair

007. help us we're wanted by the government

CHAPTER SEVEN.
1x07: The Bathtub

"RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN!" Sam was yelling as she and Lucas desperately tried to exit the forest. It was difficult to both run and lug their bikes down the terrain, but they needed to leave pronto.

The bad men knew about the kids. They knew about Eleven. They knew where Eleven was. They were going after her right now.

As Lucas scrambled, he tried screaming into his walkie-talkie: "Mike! Dustin! Are you there?! Eleven?! The bad men are coming!"

"Are they going to be able to hear us?!" Sam stressed, ignoring her low stamina and pushing through with the running.

"I don't think we're in range," Lucas worried, "but we have to try!"

They finally left the woods and reached the road. Neither kid wasted any time in swinging one leg around their bike seats and peddling like their lives depended on it. Sam didn't even have time to get her own walkie out of the bag on her back. Right now, Lucas was the only one who could try communicating with their friends.

"Guys, can you hear me?! The bad men are coming! I repeat: the bad men are coming!"

"Where do you think they are?!" Sam panicked as they biked desperately. "Do you think they found Eleven?!"

"I sure fucking hope so!" Then, back into the walkie, "The bad men are coming! They know about us!"

Sam groaned. "We're not in range!"

"Useless son of a bitch!" he yelled, frustrated.

Sam had never rode her bike so fast. She and Lucas weren't even sitting on their bike seats with the way they peddled. They'd finally made it back to the suburban part of town, hoping to God, by some miracle, that at least one party member could hear them.

"Lucas, if you can hear us, slow down," came the voice of Mike. Both Sam and Lucas gasped in hope, making eye contact with one another. "We can't understand you."

"Yes, I copy! Do you?!"

"Mike, they know about Eleven!" Sam shouted, hoping her voice was loud enough for Lucas's walkie to catch it. "Get out of there! They know about Eleven!"

"THE BAD MEN ARE COMING!" Lucas stressed. "ALL OF THEM!"

"DO YOU HEAR US?! THE BAD MEN ARE COMING!"

"WE REPEAT: THE BAD MEN ARE COMING!"

Sam and Lucas truly had no clue what Mike and the others were hearing. The only time Mike responded, he told them that he couldn't understand. If they didn't know, and were taken by the bad men, Sam and Lucas would never forgive themselves.