"The gate." Steve, Dustin and I stared at each other.
We rushed Erica and Robin back down the way we came.
"I don't understand. You've seen this before?" Robin questioned.
"Not exactly." Steve excused.
"Then what exactly?" Robin asked.
"All you need to know is that it's bad." Dustin said.
"Really bad." I added.
"Like, end-of-the-human-race-as-we-know-it kind of bad." Dustin panicked.
"And you know about this how?" Robin looked between the three of us.
"Uh, Steve? Where's your Russian friend?" Erica spoke up and we glanced around to see the previously unconscious Russian was gone.
An alarm blared, causing Steve and I to look out the door.
"Shit." Steve cursed as the Russians looked over at Steve and I.
"Time to go!" I shouted as Steve slammed the door shut.
"You heard her! Go!" Steve ordered, shoving the others towards the stairs. Steve reached over and grabbed my hand as we ran back to the room with the gate.
Dustin opened the door and entered the overhead area. Every worker inside turned and stared at us.
"Go!" Steve yelled.
"Shit! Shit! Shit!" I cursed as we ran.
Dustin led the way, running by everyone. He screamed, shoving a Russian into the railing as officers chased us.
We stood right in front of the gate.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!" Dustin panicked.
We had nowhere to go.
"Guards!" Erica warned.
"This way!" Steve now led the way. He shoved a Russian and we ran on the flat platform.
More Russians came from the hallway, so Steve and I shoved a pile of kegs onto them. We entered a new room and Steve slammed the door shut behind us.
Men pounded on the door, trying to get in. I joined Steve's side and held the door shut. Robin moved to my other side and helped us.
Erica lifted a vent off the floor. "Here, come on! Let's go!"
"Come on!" Dustin looked at us.
"Go!" Steve yelled.
"Get out of here!" I yelled at them.
"Go, come on, now!" Dustin shouted back.
"Just go get some help, okay!?" Steve pleaded.
Dustin was standing in the hole, hesitating.
"What are you doing!?" Steve yelled.
"Go!" We ordered.
"I won't forget you!" Dustin pointed at us.
"Go!" We yelled again.
"I love you, Athy!" Dustin yelled, fully getting into the hole and shutting the vent behind him.
The door flung open, sending Steve, Robin and I to the ground. We backed up and leaned against the other wall.
All the Russians aimed their guns at us and we lifted our hands in surrender.
I could only imagine how we looked to them. Two sailors and a girl in shorts and a tank top.
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The three of us were separated into different rooms. My hands were tied in my lap and my leg bounced as I sat on a bench.
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FanfictionAthena Henderson thought she lived in a normal world. She was wrong. When her brother's best friend goes missing, she starts to realize life may not be what she expected. But once her best friend also goes missing, she's determined to find out the...
