Riddle School: The Retelling

Chapter Seven (RT2)

"'Completely useless.'

Isn't that how my master worded it?

Oh they'll see.

They'll all see how much worth I have."
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*IN THE SEWERS*

I ran, looking behind me only briefly to see the agents coming down the ladder and my friends running behind me. The guards reached the bottom, and they fired laser bullets after us, fortunately missing, but still scaring us none-the-less.

Smiley was holding her arms and wincing every time a shot rang out, Zack was running with his arms up and with a neutral expression on his face, but someone would be able to tell that he was scared as well. Phred was running as fast as he could, faster than his laziness had ever gotten him. He frighteningly looked at ever single bullet that went by, and I just ran, looking for a way to escape, just like I always did.

I reached a door, and ushered my friends inside. I locked it, and the agents tried to laser a hole through the door, to no avail. I sighed in relief and quickly turned around, hoping the door would hold long enough for us to get out of this place.

I was facing some kind of portal frame, with some monitors on the sides. To my left was a way to turn on the power.

The door seemed like it would hold for the time being, so I took a breath.

"Phred? Smiley? Zack?" As I said their names, they all turned to me, expectantly. "Any ideas?"

Phred spoke up first. "Maybe if we could just find a sleigh and some lemurs.."

I cut him off. "So, no." I deadpanned.  "Smiley?" I said hopefully. "You're an education fanatic. Can you MacGyver a way out of here?"

"Erm, sorry," Smiley said, not smiling. "I love school, but you've always had better grades than me."

"WHAT?!" I exclaimed. Seriously? I had better grades than Smiley, the eager scholar herself? Wait, shut up brain, we can think about that later when we're not in immediate danger.

I turned to Zack, about to ask him for any hopeful pointers, but he shrugged and dismissed me. "Thinking up an escape plan is hurting my head."

"I'm pretty sure it's the fire, Zach." I said distantly.

"Man sounds we've got two hotheads in this room right now," Zack snarked. We didn't have time for this.

I set to work right away, looking around the room for any clues on the ground or walls or ceiling before I moved onto the electronics. There was a slip of paper with a word looking dog drawing on it that said 'woof' with strange handwriting. Although... I turned the page, and lo and behold, the message read out 4003. Most likely a passcode for one of these computers in here.

I turned to the monitor near me and typed in the passcode. It's a good thing Zone 5.1ms security kinda bites, cause I easily had access to the... Teleportation Coordinates! Yes! And the screen even had our Riddle School Elementary coordinates already written down?! We emerge saves! I only had to get the actual teleporter working, and I assumed that the power box and circuit box to the left of us would be the answer.

The power box needed a keycard, and thankfully for our lives, I still had one from when I broke everyone out of the facility above us.

I voiced my complaints. "This is the second time in a row I've conveniently had a machine-powering doodad on hand."