Revelation

Chapter eight: Survive

Heart attack.

Thats exactly what I was feeling in that moment of my life. Not literally but I can't describe anything else compared to it. Maybe if I got into karate things would have been differently. I could have saved everyones asses as I ninja'd around the building karate chopping the bad guys. But of course! that weren't to happen. I chose nature and science because I thought that I'll never need to fight for my life. I'm still human you know so I didn't have a slice of a clue on what I needed to do. Especially when I was alone and my mind was trying to give me adivce. Not the best thing for someone like me. 

I had waited at least an hour before daring to get out the vent. Yes an hour. This was my life on the line and I wasn't going to rush things. For all I know they could have been acting they didn't know I was there and waited until I got out to shoot me dead. That wasn't the case because I'm still alive. Making my way out I was recieved with a shocking view. I should have prepared myself for this. But it was the last thing I even thought about so it was 1000x shocking as I wished it was. My fellow working partners all dead. Now I've seen scenes like these in those action movies, but I knew they were actors and pretending. This wasn't pretending. They were actually dead. Dead.

I broke down afterwords but I knew I had to continue. My tears weren't going to bring them back. My sorrow wasn't going to make things better. The view of blood everywhere, dead bodies everywhere, and the whole floor destroyed destroyed me from the inside. I couldn't help to notice our chemicals and tools all over the floor, our working space destroyed. I can literally walk through walls. The poor wires hanging loose and some lightbulbs struggling to keep alive. My heart broke. I couldn't believe something like this happened and it was all my fault. It can traumatize a person, the place you have loved for so long all gone.

The elevator ride was the worse. My tears wouldn't stop coming and the pain kepts striking. I was sick to my stomach and I was frighten. Frighten of what might happen next. I was the only one alive out of the 2,000 scientist working here. Or so I thought. I somehow had the feeling I had to fix this since who ever those people were wanted me. What have I done wrong in my life to have deserved this? All my friends death, innocent lifes taken away because of me. Why didn't I see the signs?

The anxiety build up when the elevator doors open. I was faced with the parking lot but I couldn't move a muscle. Seconds passed by that turned into minutes and the elevator was so advanced that it kept saying 'Please proceed' I pushed my body out but on the look out. I held on tightly to my purse and hurried on finding my car.The thought of them putting a bomb on my car did cross my mind but I just had to risk it. I came this far I had to be alive for a reason. I didn't wait or hesitated. Bringing my car to life I pressed on the gas and drove off as fast as I can. My head wasn't put on correctly not after what I experienced and saw. So mistakenly I went straight home. Stupid. Yes I know the bad guys know where I live but I thought if I moved quickly they weren't going to see me. Being smart I parked my car two blocks from my house and made my way on foot. Carefully of course.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. So I rushed on getting what I needed. Like a different pair of clothing or some snacks. Who knows how long I will need to be running away. Another mistake I did was turn on the TV. Not entirely a mistake but it distracted me from the speed I needed to go on. It was a waste and I can't think of the reason why I felt the need to turn it on. What was I expecting to see? Maybe I needed to calm down. I was expecting music or something? But surprisingly the feeling was right. I saw someone who I never thought I would ever see again. A face that I sometimes at work wish I could have seen. Becareful what you wish for, I have heard plenty of times.

I couldn't believe it was Pete. My pete. All these years and he ended up being a detective for the FBI. I couldn't hear what he was saying my mind blocked everything just saw his mouth moving as he was standing next to a reporter and behind him... Oh shit. The facility. I read the title on the news, 'Underground facility destroyed' So much for keeping it a secret and what do they mean? They already found out that we've been attacked. Well obviously, its part of the Government. But I never thought they wanted to make this public. Wtf!?

Before I'm able to listen to what else the news have to say, I hear a loud bang at the door. 'They've found you' my mind screamed. 'run!'

I don't disobey. I make a run for it to my backyard. I should have been clever and never gone to my house in the first place. It was stupid of me. Of course they were to find me. I do what first pops into my head which is climb my fence and search for my car. I must be George Clooney. 'Think like him, it will save my life,' the things I thought in life or death circumstances.

Heading to the near by motel isn't the right way to keep hidden. Its the only place though that can buy me time. Time to figure out what my next step is and most importantly what the hell is happening? I've asked this so many times but I just can't match anything together. Nothing makes sense. In the mean time I carrying on watching the news. They can only keep me inform. They did keep me informed but I was recieved with even greater news.

My face on the screen.