Frozen flames--A Dream?

Chapter 8

  I woke up in my cell again. It was light out. I put my hand out and touched the glass on the cell. It all shattered. I gasped. I then carefully stepped over the broken glass.

I stepped out to the platforms. I carefully looked around and all of the glass chambers were shattered. I walked over to the end of the platform. I walked up each staircase until I got to the top. I realized there was a door on the end of the last row. The door was open. I walked through it, careful not to close it regarding what happened last time I went into a door.

On the other side was a hanger. There were tons of tanks and humvees and jeeps and all types of war vehicles in the hanger. I heard aaron's voice in a room nearby. As I walked in to the room I heard.

"We have to make sure that no supernatural people are still awake. If it will, our plan will be ruined. We have to make sure that every single one has eaten the food. It has the seum in it." Then I remembered, I did not eat the stew. Eric knocked it out of my hands. That was why I was "awake". I had to see what was going on.

As aaron talked, I crouched down and slowly walked to one of the corners of the room. In the front of the room was 2 maps. These maps were a map of the globe and a map of the u.s. They had pinpointed the complex on both maps.

"Our plan for world domination starts now. Now go down to the courtyard and collect the people in your squad." All of the people in the room, single-filed went out the door. The only one left in the room was aaron. He sat down on a chair facing the back of the room, where I was crouching.

I stupidly ran towards the door, "GET BACK HERE!" Aaron yelled at me. When I ran out, I could see him narrowly on my tail.

 Aaron was following closely on my tail. He pulled out the same pistol that had shot me in the hip. I was still limping and crying out in pain. Since I was a lot more slower than him, he caught up to me. He grabbed my arm and pulled it towards him. I fell towards him and my face found the ground.

Aaron grabbed my arm and twisted it back. My arm was about to pop out of its socket. Tears were coming. Aaron put his gun in his pocket and took out a knife. He held my arm and held me down with his foot. He took the knife and started running it down my arm.

"How does the knife feel?" He cackled while smiling largely, a image flashed in my mind, Eric smiling. My arm was burning from the pain. Blood was running down and dripping on my clothes. I screamed in pain.

He let go, just as my vision was going black. I turned around so my face was facing him. He pulled out the gun and pointed it at my face.

"Too bad you didn't eat the stew." He whispered. He pulled the trigger. I heard a loud boom. And I was not prepared for what happened next.