Experiment Number 7218

Chapter 12: Control Panel

Chapter 12: Control Panel

Brittany's POV:

I stare at him, "No, I am not going back there. We'll find another way through."

"There isn't another way." He reply's.

"Then how did you get here? And how do you know that?" I ask, lowering my voice to a whisper just in case that thing has good hearing.

"I'm the one who distracted him. And I know this because I live here if you haven't noticed." He reply's.

He's about to leave the office but I debate going with him. Was Keith right about him being a Reaper?

"Where did you get that stuff you gave me?" I ask.

He looks back at me, but peeks outside the doorway one more time before crouching down beside me again, "I made it."

He peeks out the doorway again and grabs my hand, "Come on, we have to go now."

On instinct I yank my hand from his and he looks back at me. I quickly look around the room, then up.

"A vent. We can go that way," I make up an excuse, "It might help us find Keith, too."

He looks up at the vent for a moment. It's about two feet by two feet, big enough to fit through. I don't listen to his reply as I go to one end of the office desk and motion him to the other. He shakes his head as he quickly gets to the other side, helping me lift it to the vent in the corner of the room.

Talon gets on the top of the desk and pry's the vent grate off, helping me up. He's about to lift me up but he stops when he notices the claw marks going down my back. The Savage had ripped straight through my jacket.

"We'll have to fix that when we get to the city." He mumbles more to himself then he does to me.

He lifts me towards the vent and I haul myself up, reaching down the help him once I'm inside.

"Which way?" I ask. He takes the lead and we turn into the vent that leads through the hallway.

We continue to crawl through the vents for a few minutes until Talon suddenly freezes, holding his hand up as a sign to be quiet. He then looks down and through the vent, and I don't even have to ask to know what it is. The growls says it all.

We both listen as it walks right below us.

Luckily it doesn't look up as it disappears around the corner. Talon then continues to slowly crawl through the vents. About a minute and a few turns later, he looks down through another vent.

"They were in here not long ago," He whispers, "They must have moved, shouldn't be hard to find."

I nod and continue to slowly follow him forward. The vents are surprisingly clean, but the smell wanders up here. It's worse in here then in the hallways. It makes sense, I guess.

I stop just above the vent Talon was looking through when I hear what sounds like Keith yell, "Watch out!" Then a big crash follows.

I look up at Talon and he looks back. I'm going to hate myself for this later. I take my elbow and slam it down on the vent grate, causing it to come crashing down to the floor with a loud 'clank.'

"Wait Britt!" Talon warns, but I don't listen as I throw my legs through first, falling through and landing on the ground. I run through the hallways, pulling my gun from the back of my jeans, as I follow the loud commotion and growls.

I hear a few gunshots that echo through the empty factory, throwing me off my path a bit. I haven't seen this part of the factory yet.

"I can't let them see me, Britt!" Talon hisses behind me. I halt in my pace and turn around, snapping a little more harshly than intended, "Then don't come."