How To Save Rock And Roll

Chapter 9 - It's time we get out of here

"What's this guy name again?" Joe asked Andy.
They were in a long corridor, lit with a mix of green and white, green due to the exit lights hung above the doorways and white because of the light shining down from the lights in the ceiling, some broken and some not. It resembled a hospital, almost.
"Isaac...I think," Andy retorted.
"Okay, so...how about you check the rooms on your right and I'll check the ones on my left?" Joe suggested. Andy nodded his head and began his task.

After a few minutes of checking the rooms, which were all either empty or with just a bed inside, the guys found an intersection.

"Which way should we go?" Andy inquired.
"We should separate," Joe answered.
"I don't think that's such a good idea."
"Why not?" Joe questioned with a slight laugh, "We'll have a better chance of finding Isaac that way."
"I don't know, Joe," Andy replied, not really convinced.

"Hey, you!" A woman voice shouted.
Joe and Andy looked at each other, their eyes wide opened.
"You shouldn't be here. Come back in your rooms!" An other woman voice yelled.
"Separate?" Andy muttered.
"Separate!" Joe repeated.

The guys ran into the differents aisles, Joe taking the one on his right and Andy the one on his left.
The girls ran after them.

*****

"Tall and bald. Tall and bald..." Pete repeated to himself under his breath.
He was looking inside all of the rooms in the corridor he ventured down, where broken beds lined the walls and medical supplies and documents were scattered about the ground.

At one point, the corridor ended in an intersection. Pete had two options, go right or go left.
He arrived at the end of it and without thinking, he turned and took a turn to the left.

He entered the black hallway and, after walking for a few minutes, he started to hear footsteps coming towards him.
He stopped in his tracks and called, "Isaac? Is that you?"
No answer.
He walked a little bit further and finally saw a silhouette, a silhouette that belonged to a woman.
"Oh shit!" He exclaimed and started to run the other way.
The girl ran after him and caught the hood of his jacket, stopping him instantly. He choked as his jacket pulled against his neck, the woman dragging him down the hallway only by his hood.

*****

You and Patrick entered this corridor.
The door slammed behind you, the sound echoing through the empty corridor.
It was dark and lit only by exit lights.
You stepped further down the corridor and started to hear screaming.

"What is that?" Patrick asked worriedly.
"It was somebody screaming," You answered.
"Yeah, I know that, but why are they screaming?"
"I don't know. I don't think I like it, thought." You murmured, walking closer to Patrick.
"I don't know what they're doing to us, but I don't think I like it either." He retorted, wrapping his arm around you.

Together, the two of you came across a certain room. You continued to walk forward while Patrick let go of you to go check inside.
"What? Is something in there?" You inquired after he opened the door.
"No, nothing." He reported, closing it and coming back to you.

Another scream rang through the hallway, this one louder than the first. You knew you were getting closer.
You started to panic and Patrick noticed.
He turned towards you and put his hands on your upper arms. "Don't worry, honey, it's gonna be okay," He reassured you, pulling you into a hug.

Suddenly, you heard a door slam, followed by footsteps.
It seemed like they were walking fast, maybe running.
"Patrick, let's go," You whispered.
"No," He objected, "Maybe it's Isaac. Come with me." He grabbed your hand and started to walk slowly toward the sound.
You arrives at a turn and just as you were about to turn, a person ran past you, shoving you along the way.

You fell on the ground, shaking in fear and seeing Patrick still up.
The person kept running.
"What was that?" You asked Patrick.
"I-I don't know," He stuttered as he snapped out of the daze he'd fallen into, helping you stand up. Once you were on your feet, he glanced back over his shoulder, looking in the direction the person went.
You looked over there too.
It was still dark and it seemed like the person disappeared, but you knew that wasn't the case. You could still hear their footsteps.

Patrick abandoned your side and began to run after the person.
"What are you doing, Patrick? Come back! Don't go down there!" You called out to him.
He slowed to a stop and shouted back, "I think it's Isaac! You come here!"
After he said that, the footsteps came to an abrupt end and you heard a voice coming from further in the corridor.
"Patrick?"
"Yes! Yes, it's me! Isaac?"
Patrick ventured toward the voice and you followed after him.
It doesn't take you long to come to his side, seeing a tall and bald guy. He was out of breath.
"Oh my god it's you, Isaac!" Patrick exclaimed as he apporached him. "Are you okay?" He questioned, his worry increasing when he noticed the blood on his face.
"Yeah. And you?" Isaac replied.
"Yes. I mean, you drugged me pretty hard this morning, but other than that, I'm doing pretty good," Patrick responded lightheartedly, not bothering to ask about the blood.
"Great. Who's she?" He said, motioning to you.
"Oh, that's my girlfriend, Y/N."
"Oh, okay. Nice to meet you Y/N."
"Nice to meet you too," You retorted.
He nodded his head before turning to Patrick and saying, "Well, now that we're all caught up, I think it's time we get out of here. Now!"

The three of you started to walk to where you came from, the cafeteria.
A red light suddenly illuminated the entire corridor and the sound of an alarm rang in your ears.
You froze in your tracks and looked at each other as the door - which led on the cafeteria - opened suddenly, three girls stepping out into the corridor.
You turned the other way to see another three girls.
"Oh no," Isaac mumbled.