Devil's Night

One Way Ticket To Freedom

Chris POV

Savoring the last few seconds of comfort in Ricky's arms, it was only a matter of time before back up would come storming in or possibly the door closing, leaving us sealed in here. Pulling away, I stared down over to Rem's body covered in blood, lying in a pool of red near the far side of the room and then got up from my position to search it.

"What are you doing?" Ricky asked me upset that I split apart from the hug with a whiney tone.

Not saying a word, I beckoned him over to help me and to bring one of the two blades with him just in case.

"Hand it here." I demanded holding my open palm out to him. I was still kind of scared that Ricky would lash out again and go haywire on Rem's corpse. "Hold his shoulders down." Ricky nodded and did as I said with a nervous gulp coming from him.

I began to dig through Rem's pockets to try and find anything that would help us get out of wherever the hell we were. I was surprised about how little this man carried with him. There was nothing in his front pockets and so I tore open his lab coat to see if there was any other hidden pockets on the inside.

There on his right side near his chest was an ID with his name and information along with an QR code on the back of the plastic card but also small note with a bunch of numbers written on it. 286479531

I observed it closely thinking I would find any other hidden details in the numbers. I handed the piece of paper to Ricky to see of any of this made sense to him. He just shook his head no and I continued to look though Rem's clothes but that was all I found. 

Standing up, I shoved the findings in the left pocket of my pants and started to walk to the door. I was expecting Ricky to be following me but when I turned around, he was like a statue and completely still as he took another look at his kill. 

"What are you waiting for? Come on!" I called to him but he didn't even twitch at what I said. 

I rushed back over to him and grabbed his tiny wrist to get him to come with me but as soon as he tried to take a single step, he collapse on himself. Startled and rather frightened, I immediately picked him up and carried him out bridal style out the room. I was struck at how lights he's gotten and could only feel a faint heartbeat as my hand rested on his back. The door sensing our movement, swiftly sealed behind us as we left, hopefully never to return there again.