The Mystery Eight

Chapter Three: Not Enough Time

Meanwhile, two others were in a separate room, numbered 'Two'. They were in the same condition Daniel and Nissa were in.

She just finished removing the tape from her mouth before noticing another person in the room, and that a door was open. She was debating whether to leave and find out where she was, or wake the stranger up. Before coming to a decision, he already had awoken, and squirmed around while trying to scream through the tape.

"H-hey, relax I can help you" she tried to calm him down.

She made her way over to him, sat him up and removed the sack. While doing so he head butt her, forcing her to fall back in disbelief, and dizzy from the hit. He scrambled to his feet and dashed for the door, not thinking and kept running. Not too long after he lost the friction between his shoes and the floor, and fell forward, using his shoulder to take the brunt of the fall. She came from behind him,

"Look, I'm here to help you, I was put here along with you! Let me help you get a bit more comfortable." She angrily screamed.

She rolled him over and pulled the tape off his face with ease, and words began to just sputter out of the young mans mouth.

"Where the fuck am I, who are you, and why the hell am I tied up!?" He was breathing hard and panicking, as the adrenaline coursed through his veins.

"I-I have no idea." She blatantly said.

She let out a sigh and helped him up to his feet and explained to him how to get the handcuffs in front of him, after doing so they headed towards the room to see if they missed anything. As they came up they noticed the room they were in was numbered 'Two'.

"So, do you think that there are others?" He asked her, she just shrugged, not knowing how to respond. She was still distraught not knowing how to process everything that was happening. Noticing her discomfort wasn't residing, he tried to break the ice. He reached out his hand,

"I'm Damien, what's your name?" She just glared at him, "Do you really think this is the time for a 'Get to know me' session!!" she barked.

Pulling his hand away feeling awkward about putting himself out there like that, he started to head towards the door and from behind him, "So you're just going to leave me here!" She started to follow him.

"I was just looking aro-"

"Whatever." She rolled her eyes.

The two went down the hall, Damien was feeling pretty calm, while she continued to bitch behind him, not relaxing.

"I think we should turn back, we don't know what could be ahead in the hall!" She continued to panic.

Trying to keep his cool he swiftly turned around, stopping in his tracks. "Can you please, for the love of God, be quiet. I'm trying to pay attention to what is ahead of us, and I can't do that if you keep yapping your damn mouth!"
He let his aggravation get the best of him.

"I-I'm sorry. It's just.. I'm scared." She looked down, feeling upset, which didn't help the anxiety she's had since waking up.

He took a deep breath, "It's okay. Just please be quiet, and keep your ears open for anything."

She nodded and they continued to move forward.

Several minutes later, Damien halted and lifted his arm up, signaling her to freeze. They sat very still, and heard a drop, and soon followed by multiple others. "I think it might just be a leaky pipe?" She said trying to not freak herself out anymore than she already was.

They kept at it, and a droplet fell, hitting her arm, causing her to jump up and give out a very high screech, echoing down the long corridors. Damien flinched from the sudden shout, and jumped away from her, "Wh-what!"