The Long Game, Lucas Sinclair

017. i am the world's worst sidekick

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
2x08: The Mind Flayer

"Mr. Bob, please, let me go!" Sam continued writhing in Bob's arms as Mike tried fighting the two guards. The kids were being blocked from warning everyone that it was a trap—that they would die if they didn't retreat now.

"Let me go, ugly assholes!" Mike screamed.

Bob's grip tightened on Sam if anything. "Not until you calm down, kiddo. What's wrong, Sam? Explain."

"It's a trap!" Sam cried. "If you don't let us go now, then—"

The alarm began blaring. All other lights shut off so that yellow lights could blink rapidly to alert them all.

Sam went slack in Bob's arms, his arms around her waist being the only thing holding her up. She made eye contact with Mike, who'd also stopped fighting the guards.

"Mike," she muttered, voice fearful.

"We're too late," Mike realized, his face devastated.

"What?" Bob questioned.

Sam pushed Bob away from her as hard as she could, and finally was let go from his grasp. "We're too late!" she yelled.

She and Mike ran back into Will's hospital room, promptly followed by Bob while the two guards set off to find out what the alarm was for. If they had listened to Sam or Mike, they would have already known by now—or maybe there wouldn't even need to be an alarm, because they could've been warned in time.

They slowed to a stop once they reached Will's room. It was dark outside, and the lights weren't on in the hospital room, so the only way of light now was the blinking yellow.

"What's going on?" Joyce asked over the loud alarm.

"We're under attack," Sam breathed, eyebrows creasing nervously.

Thinking fast, Mike grabbed a needle and the sedative next to it. "We need to make Will sleep."

"What?" Joyce said, as if Mike was the crazy one and not Will.

"He's a spy," Sam explained in a shaky voice. "If he knows where we are, so does the shadow monster."

Will's eyes widened in alarm and he shot up in his bed uncooperatively. "They're lying!"

"He killed those soldiers," Mike exclaimed. "He'll kill us, too!"

"They're lying!" Will screamed, trying to run away. Sam and Joyce both took one of Will's arms, forcing him back in the bed, but he kept trying to break forward. "They're lying! THEY'RE LYING! THEY'RE LYING! THEY'RE LYING!"