Beyond Control

Chapter 36

I'm seated before a billion screens, all displaying different angles of every hallway in the facility, except more than half of them are displaying gray and static on the screen. There's a phone on the desk before me, nothing going through its speakers.

Ayven has brought me to the emergency control room, which is an exact copy of the main control room. I'm now locked in here with all these computers, alone.

My gaze swept through every one of the screens before me, scanning for any new updates that might help Ayven.

"Can you see me? Hallway 37." His voice on the phone.

My eyes bounced to that screen instantly and saw him there, tall with dirty blonde hair?

I leaned forward to the screen, my eyes squinting to confirm what I just noticed.

I picked up the phone, "Yes,

"And you have dirty blond hair?"

It was the first time I'd ever seen him under normal lights, and his hair looked different.

"No, I'm brunette, but they're close to dirty blond under the lights." He answered, his voice breathy as I saw him ram through the hallway.

I hear myself chuckling, "Oh I've always thought that you have black or brown hair."

I took the phone with me, having it loud on speakers. I lean back on the chair as I watch him disappear from one screen to another.

This is the facility, and it's bigger than I imagined.

I sit in the room alone, with only the light of the computer screens, alongside the words looping in my head, again and again and again.

Let me fly the dragon, and you shoot the monsters down.

But I didn't think a dragon would be so large that the both of us still couldn't be seated back to back, fighting side to side.

I'd requested to follow him on this mission but he refused. He stated that a scientist infiltrating the storage would be necessary during times like this.

He only told me what he's going for when he reached this control room, after seeing the places he's aiming to go were gray on the computer screens.

A sign that someone, a subject, had gotten somewhere near that place and gotten the electricity cut off.

The facility made bioweapons. They required a whole room of storage to keep all the most dangerous and lethal biological weapons they'd invented.

And Ayven, as the leader of their current project, is going to collect them as our weapons.

"I'll get there in three min-" I heard through the phone as I began to hear thunderous footsteps crowded the hallway outside the control room.

I jumped up from my chair, my hands struggling to pick the phone up to bring it to my lips.

"It's fucking locked!" A muffled voice shouted behind those doors.

"A-Ayven," My voice trembles against the phone, "they're outside the control room."

There was a brief moment of silence between us before heavy pounding began to crush on the door.

I looked from left to right, sweeping my gaze around the room like I hadn't been doing it since I first came in, my voice was shaking more when I spoke, "There's no other door to get out."

My eyes bounced to the computer screens just to see him darted right off of the screen and leaped into the next one, which has a static screen.

I can't track where he is anymore.