Crisis

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It takes four gunshots for me to realize, that if I don't move myself away, I will be next. The supplementary's room door opens and the woman, who helped me previously falls dead too.

The alarm is activated and the deafening sound spreads the deadly wing. I try to get further and hide behind the next aisle, while people from other labs rush outside to find out what happened. More gunshots respond to their footsteps. Trembling, I force my foots forward.

“Where is she?” the person was asking continuously, but dead bodies would never answer him. He shoots the door handles; metal hits metal and when they finally open screams and gunshots echo in the mazy floor.

The first moment I run away and the next everything falls dead. Lights are off, the alarm stops and for a moment it looks like Erebus himself will finally take us all. How did I involve myself in all this? The boxes fall from my hands and it doesn’t take long for him to realise that he hasn't killed us all.

“Where is she?” he asks again; me this time, through tears and complaint. Waves carry his message everywhere, causing my spine shiver, as if it hosts an icy waterfall.

Empty handed now, I let the emergency neon guiding steps lead me outside, but time is running out, so I hide myself in the nearest random closet . Trying to fit in there, something stings my left arm.

He stops some meters away, inspecting the surroundings. His poor clothes indicate, that he is an Αluminum. But why attack this place? Why kill these simple workers? Crimes take place every day. But we had always been a quiet town and it's the first time such terrorism attack occurs. One I happen so horrfied to witness.

I hear him kicking the materials I dropped, in rage. I don't know what he is looking for, or whom, but I have nothing to do with it. The fury and the cruelty that overwhelm, won't let him distinguish the innocents and the responsible ones. Under the same white disguise, we are all condemned  in this atrocity.

I almost scream in suffocation, when he kicks maniacly my vulnerable hideout, making it collapse and me inside to feel more intensely the tough pain. If I dare breath louder, I will end up like all these corpses outside.

When his steps don't echo anymore, I jump out. I could move to the opposite direction, where the elevator is, when I instantly freeze. This man can't have overwon on his own the entire guarding team of the first floor.
BioGold is the epitome of strict security, with all these armored Guards.

This deed requests more than just one people. Three other figures debouch from the corner. I can't wait here, I must find the emergency exit, my only salvation from this firing hell.

Some meters away, a lab's door opens. It's located at the end of the wing, the only one with surviving workers.
Everyone runs inside and so do I, as if behind it there would be safety and shelter,yet it isn’t. 

“Who is this lunatic?” a woman yells. Blood runs from her injured ear. "He must not enter this lab!" She stresses, as if a top private secret hides in there.

“Lunatics. I have no idea Louise. I tried to push the red button, but in vain, it doesn’t work. The generator isn't working all over the floor." Another man responds.

“Use your cell phones everybody, I dropped mine.” She orders desperately and everyone does so. Nobody notices the scared student nearby, trying to find it's way out.

“We need help in 7th floor. I repeat this is emergency. They have invaded with guns! We need…” The man's words are interrupted, when the gunshots arrive closer and closer.

“We can't go in there!” the woman yells, almost begs.
"Louise. This is our survival." the man states the obvious and indicates  another door behind us.
Why does it take them so long to decide whether we get massacred or not?

"If she finds out that we did let them so deep, we are already dead Damien. You and I know it better." Her voice is suddenly calm. What is she talking about?

I notice around me other five people, all sharing the same horror face. But they look like subordinates of the two heads discussing in front of me. They will let them decide. But we are losing time and they don't even flinch.

"I bled to reach till here. I won't screw everything up, not because of some filthy Aluminum!" she screams hysterically. I am so confused and my head aches and I notice a small bloody stream flowing down, staining my nice robe. I want to disappear. I shouldn't have been here. And what should I pay for?

"We will explain! Stop being such short tempered and give the code!" the man has totally freaked out.
"I am in charge here! I get to decide. And my answer is no." She scans the place quickly, as if trying to find another way out. I would be surprised if she could.
"If they arrive here, you will be the one killing us all, not them!" He exclaims.

"Hide yourselves in here. I am not going to open the door within."
At her order, everyone tries to do the impossible.
Her gaze lands on me. I am not a familiar face of hers. But luckily, she doesn't waste her time on me. She took care of that, battling about our lost safety, spending our last minutes of life.

“I’ll shut the entrance.” the man says putting himself on the door, pushing strong.

This gives me just a few more seconds to fall on my knees and crawl behind a tray of sharp tools, reaching a thin curtain and stay there.

The man falls bleeding on the marble floor.

“Where is she? What did you do to her?” The same poem is heard again.

I cover myself behind the green fabric. I want to disappear.

The woman rushes at the front decissevely. What did she think this time?

"Let them come, finally."







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