A Blood Red Top Hat

Chapter Twenty-Five: Escape

R.I.P my ankle, got EXTREMELY sprained

Wretched and I rushed out of the room, the pulse of mine quickens to the beat of our foot hitting the ground as we run back down the hallway.

"Skorm is our next target." Wretched repeats, we both run down, pass the doors. "I know where's the exit of this place." Wretched turned to a corner, move quickly.

After a few turns, something happened, loud banging noise starts to form behind us, the doors, they're opening.

"No." I could hear Wretched curse under his breath and pick up his speed, I was confused by the echoing 'bangs'. But soon I realized.

All. All the doors are opening, slowly, different type of 'hybrids' came out of their darkness, leaving blood trails behind their battered and stitched bodies.

"Come on!" This time he shouted, we pick up more speed as we dash through the grey hallway, the footstep echoes as each step we take.

The numbers of 'hybrids' slowly increased and they all have one by one, starting to pile on the hallways, screaming, running, crawling, leaving trails of red after their route.

The hallway bends and shakes, but we didn't stop, not within the grasp of the 'hybrids'. "Where..." I pant through my words from my burning lungs, "Where...are..." I breath in a large amount of air. "Are we going?" I said quickly before bowing down my head and focus more on my breathing, all those time in Jamaa indeed train my lungs for me to run faster and longer.

Wretched didn't reply at first, I guess he is thinking about things that he would be thinking, rather than tell me, he showed me instead, pass so many 'hybrids' and doors, another big room, fly open to my eyes as the room stretch around me, the blue painted the walls and ceilings as small silver lights sparkles through the dark blue like small stars in the evening sky, they sparkle by. Wait...They are not stars, the dark blue I am seeing is not paint for screens, it's a glass wall, and the 'stars'. Are fishes.

"We are going to break the glass."

I blinked blankly. "What?" I asked for further detail with a confused face, he didn't reply, and I know he didn't need to repeat himself because he knew, that I understand him completely.

The blue in front of me grows into a darkness to whatever it is, but breaking it? Quite impossible due to the water pressure.

"Get ready." Wretched step forward, a hand reaching out to the glass wall. I swallowed hard, I panic.

I tangle my hand together, just filled with fear.

Tap..Tap...

The ticks that echos the room when small cracks draw across the glass, and it grows like a spider weaving it's threads into a cobweb, and then small streams of clear liquid flows through the glass.

More and more come through.

And it break.

The water break the only defense against us and the rest of the world. Glass shattering, muffled screaming.

The whole world froze, like the time stop ticking and the birds stop singing. It stopped.

I never realized that I shut my eyes so tightly, and I realized...

There's no water, my skin and clothing is dry, without any liquid or even glass.

I struggle my eyes open, water. Yet it's not close to me, like a membrane formed between me and the salty sea water. I turn around, the surface I am sitting on was soft, it does not have a rigid shape at all, and it will bend in many angles when I shift my weight from one place to another.

There is a membrane-like coating around me, and it's keeping me safe.

It's a bubble, an air pocket. I stared for a while, and start to search for the black haired male. He is next to me and inside an air pocket as well. I shouted and try to get his attention, but it never carried outside of the circle.

Everything was fine until the bubbles starts to move, out of the now broken faculties and inside the bottomless sea.

It carries up, until it meets white solid, sand. It is carrying us back to Crystal Sands. I gasp in happiness as I could finally get out of this bubble. But more visions comes up.

People screaming, they run, like how the first appearance with Anti-Wisteria. They fall in fear.

Waves I could hear, crashing and crushing it's way through, The Clan. Skorm is killing them. My eyes shutters, the bubble still moving at the same speed but my heart race far pass them. We need to tell them about Skorm, Skorm is going to wipe this part of Jamaa.

I crawl forward, wishing it's like a hamster ball and it shall role forward as I crawl. But no avail.

I struggled, I really did. But the force of the bubble keep me in place. I sighed, all those time in this 'Evil Jamaa' makes me forget fear, yet something else. Who Am I forgetting? I must have forgot someone that I love dearly. But...who?

Who is he? How did I know him. Who am I forgetting?!

I curl up, pressing my knees to my chin as I lay back.

No need to panic. I told me self. You just needed Wretched to do his thing and you'll be okay.

I breathes through my teeth as my brain crumble down from everything just happened. From looking at a flamingo to a insect-like girl. I don't know what happened. It's all so random.

I hear a pop, and I look up. I'm no longer under cover by the bubble. Yet I am not in water. There's soft Cushioning under me and it runs when I move. I am on sand.

I hurry up, I sprinted to the small hut that we have camp in.

I rush opened the door and-

No one's there.

Just one boy in the middle of the room.

Wretched.

I gasp and run towards to boy. "What happened?" I shook him. He lift his head, eyes red as blood.

"Skorm...They took them."

IMPORTANT NOTE:
this book shall be a book Series of three books, I will not leak any details but this book shall have 2 more sequels.