The Man From U.N.C.L.E: Twisted

Chapter 11

Illya's Pov

I looked over the group of people who were across the room. It was Napoleon's group.

Suddenly, the ground started to move. The maze was moving.
"What's happening?" Shannon asked in a scared tone.
"They're controlling it," Gary said.
"Who?" I asked.
"Victoria and Lucas," Gary replied, "we need to get out of here."

I ran over to Napoleon's group, jumping over spaces. I looked down at them.

"Help us," Napoleon said.

Suddenly the walls started moving again. I was pushed away while a wall was being pushed towards Napoleon.

"Napoleon get out of there!" I said.
"What's happening?" Shannon asked.
"Napoleon's about to be flattened," I replied.
"What?" She said starting to run towards them.
"Shannon watch out!" I said.
It was too late. She fell off the ledge and onto the ground, hard. She yelled out in pain.

I ran over to where she had fallen. She was lying on the ground, her leg pouring out blood. I looked up to see Napoleon coming towards us. He stopped as soon as he saw the look on my face.

"What's wrong?" He asked.
I looked down.
He started walking again and looked where I was looking. He gasped. Shannon was unconscious, at least I think she was. She had fallen a long fall, but not enough to die. She could have hit her head really hard though.

"Shannon..." Napoleon said, his voice breaking.

He jumped down, landing on the ground hard. He picked himself up and made his way over to Shannon. He picked her up and tried to hand her to me. I reached for both of her arms and pulled her up. I helped Napoleon back up.

"What are we going to do?" Napoleon asked.

"Where's the rest of your team?" I asked. Acknowledging the rest of the people that were sitting across the room.

"They were flattened," Napoleon replied, "they didn't make it out in time."

"Oh," I said, "come on let's find a way out."