Chapter 12: Searching For What Once Was Lost.
RY: “Come on, we have to hurry!”
ELLy: “Right!”
The 2 ran out of the rooms. They bolted up the stairs, making it to the next platform. Then thru the next door.
Jrac: “I'v am, Jrac, neg-a-tive 10, the Vampy-”
A bullet whizzed into his head as the girls kept running. Running, running, running up the next flight of stairs. Ry peeped thru the window on the next door. Nothing but more NEOS.
RY: “No time... Quick up the stairs.”
Continuing up the flights of stairs. Entering the next room.
Boar: “I am -2 and you'll never-” *click* “Ahhg!” The muscular man fell back.
Up the next flight of stairs. The stairway ended.
RY: “Quick thru this room.”
ELLy: “I'm tired, can we rest?”
RY: “Not till we find Z!”
They opened the door to the next room. The door shut behind them.
RY: “This is new, there's no door.”
ELLy tried to open the door.
ELLy: “Umm, the doors locked.”
RY: “I don't like this at all.”
The walls shook.
ELLy: “Ry!”
The walls started to close in.
ELLy: “What do we do?”
RY fired shots at the walls as they picked up momentum. No effect.
RY: “At this point I’m not to sure.”
The walls got closer and closer. ELLy let out a scream. Ry hung her head.
RY: “Z... I couldn't do it...forgive me.”
The front wall now just a few meters away. One of the cameras saw their distress. Almost as if it cared, it fired a missile. *Boom* The wall crumbled revealing a door on the far wall.
RY: “Enough rest for ya?” ELLy nods.
They rush thru the door before the walls finished closing in.
* * *
Z awoke. He found himself tied to an arm chair.
Varrez: “Ahh, I see your awake.”
Z: “You tied me to a chair... How clique. I suppose your ganna torture me now too?”
Varrez: “You would be correct. Now tell me what I want to know, and I will make your death a quick one.”
Z: “You can't kill what's already dead!”
Varrez: “I beg to differ. Now tell me... Why are you here? What are your plans?”
Z: “So I take it you know were Alburn is.”
Varrez: “Not what I asked.” *slap* striking Z across the face. “Tell me, what are you and your cohorts planning?!”
Z: “Just takin' it 1 step at a time.”
Varrez: “Wrong answer.”
Varrez takes a scalpel from the nearby table.
Varrez: “Now tell me what I want to know!”
Z: “My dick hangs to the right.”
Varrez: “For that comment, I am going to cut that green eye right out of your skull.”
