End Game pt. 3

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+ANGELA+

All I can hear is my heart pounding out of my chest. I run up the next 2.. 3.. 7.. flights of stairs as quickly as possible skipping steps as I go. I can do this, I can do this. I think as I run down the same hall I was held captive in, the same hall Tyler and I we're tortured in, the same hall where many of us almost died.

I need to finish this.

Is all that runs through my mind as I swiftly avoid the guards and workers walking by. I stand around a corner with 2 guards down the hall. I quietly unsheathe my knife pulling out from its hiding spot strapped to my back. I hold it to my chest as I count.

1.. 2.. 3..

Go.

I bolt down the hall sliding as I go, I'm too quick for them to even get out their guns. I slash at the first guards neck disabling him from screaming, the second guard is easy enough as he is pretty scrawny and scared shitless. I give him a smile before knocking him out with the handle of my knife.

I enter into the room Michael described when he was last up here. The room is very luxurious and apart from the rest of the building its very clean and well maintained. A mini bar and lounge area are located to my right and as I look around the room I notice a limp body lying on the floor beside the bed. I cautiously make my way over to the bed and round the corner to reveal...

"ANNA!"

I scream as I run to her side, she's losing blood, her arms and wrists cut similar to Kirsten.

"Shit!" I whisper scream as I try to sit her up, she groans turning her head. Her eyes flutter open to see me. She opens her mouth to scream but I quickly throw my hand over her mouth. I yank off my mask and hood showing her it's just me.

"Angela.." She trembles, I smile at her as we embrace each other.

"We're here for you, now c'mon. We need to get out of here before Riley sets off the charges." I explain as I lift her up.

"Charges? What charges?" she inquires.

"No time." I quickly explain pulling off my jacket and hood. I give her my hoodie and return my leather jacket around my shoulders. "Hurry lets go!" I yell as I begin to leap for the door.

"Well, well, well," a sweet voice calls as the familiar click of a gun is heard, stoping me in my tracks. "I must say when I saw you coming through security I truly thought It would take you less time."

I turn around to find a man dressed in what looks like a very expensive suit aiming a gun at Anna. Her eyes flash with fear as he stands her up and walks slowly towards me.

"Make one move and precious... What Anna? Is it? Yeah thats not the name she gave me. Well, she goes bye bye." I raise my hands slowly with a glare etched upon my face. "Well damn honey, now if looks could kill." he exclaims with a wide smile.

"Let her go." I remark as we begin to take steps around each other.

"No, now you see. You interrupted a little game we we're playing and I'm sure she would really love to get back to it. Wouldn't you... ANNA!" he screams her name pressing the gun tightly to her head. She lets out a small whimper clutching tightly to his arm thats wrapped around her shoulders.

I raise my hands in defeat as I lower to the ground.

"Now, here's what's about to happen" he says throwing Anna to the ground, his gun still aimed at her head. "You are going to toss me your weapons and your gonna tie yourself up." He commands holding the gun closer to Annas head.

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