The Frozen Heart (Ziall)

Chapter 15 ~ Fire and Ice

Chapter 15 ~ Fire and Ice

~Niall's POV~

I am standing in front of the double white doors at the end of the corridor, my hands placed on the surface, ready to push and walk inside. But I pause. 

What if this is a trap? What if all the missing guards are waiting for me at the other side of this door, pointing their guns at my face? What if all the missing gifted are inside, also waiting for me to come in with a chip placed in their brains? 

I heard Zayn's voice. He sounded panicked. 

My brain is hurting. I don't know what to do. 

Because what if Zayn is really in danger? What if I let him die in there? That would be selfish. We are here to save him, I have to go in. 

The silence around me is deafening me. All I can hear now is my own erratic heartbeat and my breathing. There are no more sounds coming from the room in front of me. 

I push open the door quickly before I can back out and walk inside. 

The room is empty. 

No, not empty. 

The room is filled with tables, placed in rows across the rooms. There must be at least eighteen. 

But on top of each table is a body bag. Each one of them is filled.  

My heartbeat speeds up as I carefully walk between the tables, careful not to touch any of the bags. 

"Zayn?" I ask carefully, ready to attack if I need to. 

There is no reply. Only a sound that catches my attention. Something is dripping on the tiles under the table to my right. 

I turn to look at it and see a puddle of dark red blood on the white tiles. I gasp softly and frown. A fresh body. Slowly I reach for the zipper. 

I pull it down and reveal the body underneath it. 

It's a girl, dressed in the same white clothes I had worn when I was a 'patient' here. She looks like she is sleeping peacefully, except for the cut across her neck, still bleeding. 

My stomach turns and I quickly close the bag again. The blood is dripping through the rips in the bag. They must have been very uncareful and rushed when placing the bodies here. 

The girl in the bag must have been one of their enprisoned gifted. They got rid of all of them when the alarmed went off. I curse in myself when I realize what must have happened. 

I turn to the bag behind me and rip it open. Another girl with her throat slit. 

"No, no." I hurry to the last bag in the room and rip it open, expecting another gifted in a white suit. 

Instead, I cry out and step back, hitting the wall when I look at the face inside the body bag. 

Harry has his eyes closed. They didn't slit his throat like the rest of them. Tears well up in my eyes. They must have shot him. I heard the gunshots earlier. 

I can't stand the sight of my friend like that: pale, not breathing,... 

But I have to know if... Maybe... I start ripping open each body bag in the room. I have to know if Liam and Louis are okay. Zayn... 

And then I find Louis' bag, the last one I open. 

Upon seeing his body, I don't feel sad anymore. All I can feel is anger burning inside my body. Whoever did this will pay for it.