Dimensions: Hidden Tech

10: High Speed Information

Nick rushed through the crowd. He caught a glimpse of them exiting through a door, leading into bright lights. He pushed through, following them. 'They're going out to the main hall. Just come down and it should be in front of where the stairs are.' He reached the door, lights flashing him. He disorently walked out, looking frantically.

The two looked behind them, glaring at Nick. The ferret tapped the beaver on his shoulder, his nose twitching. "Ain't that the guy who hijacked Jeff's car?"

They looked at each other for a second. "Oh fuck," they collectively uttered. The beaver turned around and started sprinting.

Nick began chasing after him, the ferret joining. Mammals stopped and turned to watch as they raced down. The beaver jumped over a cart, tipping it over. The ferret dodged to the side, losing his footing but catching up. Nick tripped over it, falling down on his chest. Blood dribbled off of his lip, quickly getting up.

"What happened?"

He took a deep breathe, focusing on speeding up. 'They're running down the main hall, see if you can cut them off!'

Foxy ran up next to him. "Having trouble?" He easily overtook him, his feet pattering against the marble floor.

The two dipped into a room, Foxy and Nick following them. The room was dimly lit, crowded with mammals. They threw people aside, ignoring people yelling. "Fuck! We gotta get out of here," the beaver screamed. His shirt had been torn from someone's claw jabbing them.

"Let's get to the car, Jared!" the ferret yelled out.

Jared turned out, scanning for Foxy and Nick. He spotted them on the opposite side, Foxy pointing them out. "Oh shit! We gotta go!"

They zoomed down, Judy cutting them off. She slid on the floor, falling on her side. "The one time I didn't wear my grips," she muttered through pain.

The beaver blasted outside, mammals falling down. "Fuck outta the way!" He turned to all sides, searching for their car.

"There!" Jared yelled. A small black sports car lit up, blue neon flashing on the underside. They ran over, getting in. "Where you put the keys, Derrick!" Derrick ducked under, grabbing a set of keys and turning them to the right one.

Nick and Foxy finally made their way out, helping up some mammals. "Yo nigga they getting out!" Nick raced to the car, Foxy following.

"What about Andy and Judy?" Foxy sat down, taking out his pistol.

"They can make their way out!" Nick put the car into first gear, pressing softly on the pedal.

Derrick slapped Jared on the shoulder. "I think those are the guys trying to get us," pointing back to the Porsche gaining speed around the lot.

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Jared pressed the pedal down harshly, getting pushed back by the g-force. Mammals jumped out of their way.

Nick took notice, speeding up. They both jumped onto the road. "Don't shoot, or else they gonna have our people run up on us," he warned.

Foxy put the gun down and took the safety off in case. "They're making a right," he informed.

He pushed the hand brake down, snapping the wheel to the right. The back of the car slid out, tires screeching. Letting go of the throttle, he softly returned the wheel, pushing the hand brake up. They were behind their car, their engines roaring loudly.

"Who taught you that?" Foxy raised one eyebrow.

"Some jaguar I used to run drugs with. Name was Jervis or something, I can't remember." Nick focused on the road, attempting to pull up on the cars side.