The Life of Rayne McKnight

Chapter 8

"Anna. Please." I whined. What was wrong with Willa?

"Baby, she's.. she's... "

"Gone." I whispered. this couldn't be. she wasn't even 10. NOT EVEN 10!
I slammed my hands on the metal tables holding specific items. they flipped. each bed had 2 tables next to it. I slammed my hands on each one rapidly. syringes, plain needles, pill bottles, bottles of some liquid, and other medical tools were flying everywhere. It was the most violent I've been.

"Rayne. Stop! Right now!" the voice sounded familiar, but unfamiliar.
I turned around and there was a lady in regular clothes. she looked familiar. it's like I've known her forever but I've never met her. she had long, dark brown hair, a blue north face jacket, mom jeans, and some new balance sneakers. this woman, was my mother.

she ran up to me and hugged me with all her might. "My baby." she said over and over. we hugged for seconds but it seemed like hours. The world stopped and froze when we hugged and it felt warming. magical. and amazing. like I've hugged her before but it was a long time ago.
we caught up on where she's been. she got off drugs a few years ago, started eating and being healthy, her abusive boyfriend stalked and almost killed her, he's in jail now, she was searching for us and finally found us when she met Shannon at the grocery after bumping into her and becoming friends, then she met lily Ruth at a golf tournament and saw some messages on her phone from a glance that explained where she had the lab room. she came down here to rescue some kids and found out... we were here. she was super excited and scared at the same time.

"baby, what happened to willie?" she asked with her hands on my delicate shoulders.
Anna interrupted with a "GET YOUR ASSES OVER HERE. IM NOT HERE TO YELL AT DONKEYS, SHES LEAVING US YOU EMPTY MINDED SQUIRRELS." Anna shouted. they carried Willa out and took her to a small blue room.

-6 hours of waiting and hiding from security-
Anna walked out the room. "Rayne.. I messed up. I'm sorry." she said. what did she mess up on?!

"What?" I said worried and confused.

"I tried. I really did. But I gave her the wrong syringe, in the wrong place. it immediately punctured her septum in the heart and she was internally bleeding. her brain was cold. she was gone." she sobbed. i don't know what came out of me, some fire buried deep in my soul that was hiding for years, but I reached my hand out, and slapped her across the face. she gasped. I then pushed her back wig my hand and I was cursing her to the sun. I threatened to murder her right there in front of my mom. she cried and weeped for me not to hurt her. I grabbed a syringe filled with "sleepy time mode" and stabbed her in the right thigh. she immediately fell the the ground. some smile came from me. like a Cheshire Cat smile. I turned around, keep in mind I'm still in a patient gown, and smile at my mom. she presses the buttons on everyone's beds and wakes them up. they unplug theme selves and every single girl in there is injecting them selfs with steroids, fighting security guards, and waking up more patients. we were turning this hospital upside down. there were little children running around and teenagers stabbing doctors and nurses. this was a warzone. then, an elevator opens. everyone freezes and stares. lily Ruth. she laughs. "you poor child." she says. she then pulls a military grade gun out. "you're dead." she said. she shoots. she doesn't score. I duck. "you little bit-" she says but I interrupt her with a punch. I knock her out for a bit. my mother and I race past people chasing us to the attack room. we look for it and finally find it. we grab 2 guns each, 4 knives, 8 packs of ammo, and head out. we shoot everyone we see, but patients. doctors, nurses, security, CEO, and basically every other staff are going down like dominoes. (MOM AND DAUGHTER GOALS) we shoot and walk. Anna has already been shot or ran away. lily Ruth stands upright. "leave your mummy out of this. I'm here to kill you first." she says with anger. I push my gun into her so hard she starts bleeding. she falls back and shoots her gun. bad aim, she misses me by α lot. I put my foot on her chest and hold her down. she pushed me off. I grabbed her neck holding her down. she grabs mine and wraps her long fingers around my neck. she starts squeezing. I can hardly breathe. I'm turning purple and I'm about to pass out. I grab her neck in one hand and jaw in the other and twist hard until I hear the satisfying "pop" noise. I stand up, catch my breath, kick her body really hard, stub my toe, and walk to the next unit, walking like a boss.

a little girl with a bald head runs over to me. she jumps into my arms and cries hysterically. I don't even know her. "who are you? are you okay?" I ask. she doesn't respond and continues sobbing hard. then, my eyes go black and a blur opens them once again. all I see is a very stunning, blue-eyed boy laying next to me in grass. it's all silent. he has brown hair and is laughing with shiny bright white teeth in perfect order. he laughs and is smiling. he leans in, and the black comes back. the little girl stands up and sniffles. she wipes her eyes off with the back of her hand.
I have a surprised look on my face.
"that's braylon." she says like its normal.
"what.. how..who?" I say. she simply returns my question with "you'll meet him later, he wants to meet you." And she runs back to her group of friends, who start holding down and torturing a young nurse with a drill,mirror and they're laughing evilly. wow, kids in here.

I walk around and find my mom. she said she found someone who might know something about escaping and this "lab". we walk over to their unit.

"so what all happened?" she asks concerned.
"well, little miss rich girl tries to fight me and I snap her neck, some random little girl jumps into my arms and sobs and then mentions someone named Braylon, and leaves."

her face turns into a facial expression so strange that I couldn't tell if it was good or bad. "Braylon? where is he? is he okay?" she says frantic and shocked. she starts firing questions at me left and right. she obviously knows him. "who is he? that's all she said." I tell her trying to get her to be quiet. "it's a long story. we're at the unit." A large sign read UNIT 117 in black. we walked for what seemed like hours to a room. a teenage boy with medium length blue/black hair, bad acne control and braces waves us over. he smirks and stares at me. "hi... I'm Mac." he says awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. "No time to chit chat, talk talk, whatever it's called, we need to head out. follow me. see down this hall till we get to the next unit. then we turn slightly to the right and go down the hall until it shortcuts 4 units ahead. then there's a vent to the left left right and we break it open." he explains this while casually shooting people and walking. this will take a while.