Hunter

Chapter 16

Sorry that these past few chapters have been taking a while I've just been really busy and thanks to all you guys for understanding!!!!

Hayden stood still, just looking in awe at the interior of the vault. It was vastly larger than the morgue he was currently pinned in but it was just a giant stainless steel room with three large black metal rectangular boxes side by side in the middle of the room.

Now, Loud hard Rams began emitting from the door and dents could be seen but Hayden, mesmerized, slowly walked in the large room. As Hayden approached the crates, a small spherical stone was embedded in each one but a different color. One Blue, one Green, one Red.

Lying on the ground in front of the middle one was a walkie talkie. Hayden picked it up immediately and tried it.

"Hello? Does anyone copy?"
...
"Hello anyone there?"
...
"Yes yes we copy is this a scientist stranded in the morgue with the wanted persons?"

"Umm, yes yes I am"

"Okay stay calm and keep him out of the vault at all costs!"

"Okay got it."

"We have got possession of the special individual who holds valuable information for your research"
"Umm, okay. Could you tell who that is?"

"Stan, I assume. Boss really hates him but he's letting you deal with him first"

"Okay, once this blows over I'll check him out."
Hayden said struggling not to shake as these words shocked him... They had got Stan...

Hayden set down the walkie and paced around.

"What am I gonna do.
Honestly, what am I gonna do."
He said to himself.
He eventually started eyeing the crates and examined them.

The spherical stone in each crate was sticking out slightly. Hayden suddenly wondered...

He pushed down lightly on the green stone which was on the left. It pushed deep into the crate and glowed green unnaturally before a black plate shutting over it.

Nothing besides that happened and Hayden wondered if he had to do that to the other ones.

So he walked over and did it to the one on the right, it did the same but with a blue light. So he proceeded to the center one and after glowing a deep scarlet, it shut too. Then after a couple moments, a loud noise of stone scraping against stone sounded almost as loud as the door ramming.

The center crate moved away from Hayden in a straight line and the other crates moved to the sides, Hayden became extremely startled and fell back in his butt and scooted back against a wall.

Then when they stopped moving, a large square hole began opening up in the hole where all three of the crates were. It showed a staircase leading down.

Then, a loud clicking noise rang out like a deadbolt on a door unlocking. Hayden was extremely frightened and was panting heavily wondering what was going on.

He then reluctantly stood up due to the fact of the ramming now slightly breaking the door but not budging it all the way. Hayden walked swiftly to the staircase and descended without a second thought as he realized he didn't come here to get pinned down and get beaten like this.

Down the staircase it was like an old time crypt with yellowed brick walls and old grey stone floor. The ceiling was low and the air smelled of dust. At the bottom of the staircase was a hallway which led to a small room with only two candles on the walls on either sides of a coffin.

Hayden furrowed his brow in confusion.
Then he realized how much those crates above looked like coffins but this was for sure a coffin like dead and buried.

Hayden wasted no time cracking open that coffin which made cracking wood noises and creaking but once it opened it showed the body of a young teenage boy with completely colored skin and an extremely torn and bloody shirt. Looked like this poor guy didn't have much of a funeral.

Hayden walked up closer to the upper body of the boy, "why would they hide this kid so much though?" Hayden wondered aloud. "He doesn't even look dead" he whispered. Then Hayden leaned in and reluctantly poked his cheek.

"Watch it Motherfucker,I'm trying to get some shut-eye"
The boy immediately snapped as Hayden screamed like a little girl and jumped back.