Flashforward, June 2, 2009.
We snuck from bathroom to bathroom and corner to corner until the Gate entrance closed. We were surprised we hadn't gotten caught; even Journey who loves to strategize was surprised.
It was strange that no one found us. We ended up with a tomb Stone behind some kind of mansion. We were testing to see if our luck would last.
"So far so good", I whispered.
It was extremely eerie that security walked by and we just ducked our heads to avoid being seen. we had for about an hour and by that time it was night time. A light was flashed on us by seemingly a single guard. We immediately put our hands up and surrendered without a fight. My heart was pounding like the bass drum in marching band.
Journey came close to my ear, "Looks like we're going to find something interesting castor, let's play along."
The security gestured with two fingers for us to start walking.
We began walking and I felt like making a joke to ease the situation, "Are we being taken to a mysterious dungeon?"
All three of us laughed hysterically and continued. Little did I know it was closest to the truth. It was odd but through the whole process, they never bothered to handcuff or tie us expecting us to be obedient. After walking east for about 45 minutes and we were quite the distance away from the entrance. We passed multiple buildings like houses, stores, and parks.
We noticed an expensive looking elevator was our stop. As we entered I noticed there was a stainless-steel interior with mirrors all around. There was exquisite red carpet on the ground. On the wall next to the elevator door there was a panel that had buttons. One said up and the other said down.
Before the security guard pressed the button, two more followed in behind us. Then as he pressed the button each one of them gave each other a look that was either something bad or necessary. I was confused. The elevator took us down quite a few flights.
It was complete silence which I'm not used to. Out of curiosity I decided to look up and immediately regretted it. There was a creepy clown mascot wallpaper hanging on the wall on top of us. At this point, I was frozen in the fear cause of that clown. I despise clowns.
Longtime fear of mine since I was a little child. We truly had no idea just what the hell we were getting in ourselves into. There was a special code 196605, the lead security guard typed in once he inserted a card. The heavy metal door opened, and we continued. Eventually, we went down into a different corridor.
The new corridor had rooms down the entire hallway walls. Each door had a plex circle then-inch window on the half-left corner. It reminded me of a psychiatric ward. We walked for what seemed like an eternity until we got to a room numbered 2000. There were surprisingly three chains already there for us.
I thought it was odd because there was no longer three but at this time five. I hadn't realized it but the other two disappeared off somewhere without us noticing. We were left the room alone. We sat down and waited for good little children. Two hours passed, still no one. Journey approached the door which was seemingly unlocked.
We didn't think of opening it, for fear of guards being outside thinking we were dumb enough to try and escape. 40 minutes pass and we get restless. We decide to open the door and the hallway is completely empty like before.
No sign of life anywhere. I didn't like this vibe of emptiness was getting at all around.
I tried to stay but I couldn't let Journey go alone. As we began walking, Journey yelled, "Is there anybody there?"
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Survivor's Guilt Book 1 The Breaking Of An Old System
Non-FictionThis is the newly edited version mixing pieces of part 1 and two to make the story come full circle.