(Rue) 8:10 am
Since my bloody leg incident, Hutton and I have; deactivated doors, made the place colder, and knocked out a couple more men.
We have no actual plan of how we are going to lure him outside...but we have an idea.
"So, where is he?" I ask.
"He should be in his room admiring himself. It's his usual time."
I roll my eyes.
"Course he is."
"So why does he want to tale down the world?" I ask.
"Dominance, power, he wants people to worship him."
I nod.
"What's his weakness then?" I ask, genuinely interested.
"I'm not sure to be honest, I guess it's family, I was always his "soft spot.""
"What about an object?" I ask.
"Nothing," he shakes his head.
"Nothing at all."
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"God it's cold," I say as we get deeper into the ship, closer to my uncles room.
"Do you want my jacket?" Hutton asks.
"No, no no no, it's okay, I'm fine," I say when he begins to take his jacket off.
"It's freezing, you need your jacket."
He looks at me uncertainty, but puts his jacket back on.
"His room is down that hallway," Hutton says.
I remember the white walls, from when I was here last, so I step up to the door.
"Do I open it? Or what do I do?"
"I don't know?" Hutton whispers.
"You are the one with the plan."
I lean my head against the door.
"I have an idea," I say.
"It's risky, but I can't think of any other way. I need you to hold my arm, when Wallace-"
"Wallace?"
"Our uncles name."
"Sorry, haven't heard that name in a long time."
I shake my head.
"As I was saying, when he steps out the door, I need you to instantly take us outside."
"How do you know he'll find us?" Hutton asks me.
"Because I'm going to speak to him in his head."
I close my eyes, and I can feel Hutton grab my wrist, holding on to it tightly.
I try to sense him in the room, and when I finally do, I speak into his head.
"Wallace. That's right, I called you Wallace."
I feel him stiffen.
"It's your niece, and your son, yes, Hutton is with me. We would like to inform you, that your son and I will be escaping now, and will be outside. But because you care about no one except yourself...goodbye forever."
I know it sounded like an invitation, and completely stupid and idiotic, it worked, because...
"What the fuck?!"
The door swings open, and before Poor little Wallace can reach out to us, we're gone in a flash.
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Hidden Temples
FantasyRue Johnson always wished she could be be normal, just like every body else, but she couldn't. she had a secret, one she had been keeping for seven years straight. She hears things, whispers in her head, with her earphones as the only thing to block...
