𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄| Mike Wheeler [COMPLETED UNTIL SEASON FIVE]

Chapter Five: The Rainbow Room

chapter five:
❛ the rainbow room ❜

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Scarlett's eyes fluttered open as El gently shook her awake. "We're here," El said softly, her voice breaking through the haze of Scarlett's dreams. Scarlett blinked groggily and peered out the window. Her heart sank as she saw the vast, barren expanse of the desert stretching out in every direction. They had arrived in the middle of nowhere.

Scarlett's instinct was to flee, but she knew she couldn't. She looked at the nondescript door in front of them, leading to what seemed like an underground base. The door was unremarkable against the stark, dusty landscape. "Come on," Dr. Owens said, flashing a reassuring smile. Scarlett exchanged a wary glance with El but followed as Dr. Owens approached the door.

He entered a code into the keypad, and with a heavy click, the door unlocked. The three of them walked inside, the cool air from the underground facility a stark contrast to the oppressive desert heat. They descended a metal staircase, each step echoing in the confined space. The basement was dimly lit, with exposed pipes and concrete walls giving it a utilitarian, industrial feel.

At the bottom, they encountered an old-fashioned elevator, its steel doors slightly rusted. As they stepped inside, Dr. Owens turned to them with a mischievous glint in his eye. "You didn't really think we were working out of a shed, did you?" he asked, amusement in his tone.

Scarlett shot him a skeptical look. "Obviously no," she retorted, her voice laced with annoyance.

Dr. Owens chuckled softly. The elevator jolted as it began its descent, and Scarlett and El stood close, their anxiety palpable. The elevator came to a stop, and the doors slid open to reveal a long, sterile hallway.

El and Scarlett held hands tightly, their nerves on edge. As they walked down the hallway, Scarlett's eyes darted around, trying to take in their surroundings. "You built all this?" El asked, her voice a mix of awe and disbelief.

"Built? More like gave it a facelift," Dr. Owens replied. "Do you two know what an ICBM is?"

Both girls shook their heads.

"It stands for Intercontinental Ballistic Missile," Dr. Owens explained. "It's a fancy bomb. We used to store them in these silos, but we haven't used this one in years. In fact, there's no bomb here at all. It's just a big ol' empty space now. So we repurposed it to hold something much more powerful than a missile: the both of you."

El's eyes widened in surprise. "Shit, that's cool," Scarlett remarked, a mixture of curiosity and apprehension in her voice.

They entered a large room filled with scientists, their white lab coats contrasting sharply with the dark, metallic surroundings. The scientists' eyes were fixed on them, some with awe, others with an intense focus.