Surviving the apocalypse as a vampire! (mxmxm) BL

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE THE LABORATORY

We passed through empty corridors, the square paving losing up with many holes along the path as the eerie silent extended further into the place.

The atmosphere made us have a silent agreement of not talking or wasting time there as the place reeked of death and decay, the remains of living arrangements giving it a stronger impact as we could image how life would have being for those people; locked underground, aware of the predators surrounding the place more and more, with no escape in a claustrophobic environment, every day having less food then the other, one day closer to starvation, the tension build up and stronger.

I wonder how many fights broke down in here.

I wonder if it had been the cause of its fall, uhm.

Going further down, passing by dead escalators, we finally arrived were the trains passed through, one of them locked in place as the other side stood empty, an eerie howling wind making his way through the gaping hole, the darkness hiding what stood beyond.

At first look the back door into the lab looked like a simple hole on the wall, crumbled up, with barely any space for one adult to pass, but if one looked closer you could see the reminiscent pieces of what used to be a metal door, so well camouflaged that looked like it was part of the wall.

If it wasn't enough, however, the entrance was located over the rails, so no one would pass by by mistake, unless you were trying to be hit by the train, that is.

"How would they use a door in such place?" Richard asks, as always on point with the important questions.

"It was an emergency exit, a back door per say, one of many actually, so it wasn't supposed to be used very often."

"Where does it lead to? Inside the laboratory? Actually, care to explain how that works even? Just saying the laboratory doesn't give us much info at all."

"Uhm... were to begin? What do you know about the place?" I said as we passed through the railings and climbed up the hole, only to ascent more dusty stairs, the air stiff and stale for being this locked up.

"That it was a place that was trying to find the cure, even after the zombies started, though how long and how much they found is beyond me." Said Dylan, covering his mouth with the collar of his shirt, leaving his bellybutton exposed.

I lick the back of my incisors, turning to look up before my brain gave me any fun and far more enjoyable ideas to be doing over these stairs.

"As far as I know this place started to work when the nuclear weapons were used. It isn't the only laboratory they opened but the only one that I heard were working in the apocalypse."

"For how long?"

"Two years from the zombies." I can almost hear the gears turning in Richard's brain as he tries to make sense of it all.

"...Wait wait wait, you said you cleaned up the subway of zombies... and that they survived for at least two years... so that means you came from here?" Asks Richard, making me tense as I try to ignore him when no excuse came to mind. Damn you and your sharp mind Richard.

Dylan grabs my wrist and turns my body towards him as he caught me by surprise, and shocking me even more by bringing me into a tight hug.

What's up with Dylan and his hugs these days? Not... not complaining though, but I scowl nonetheless.

"What are you doing?"

"Is just... is just that whatever you are going to say next doesn't seem like happy things. I-I'm just... I'm just sorry."

"For what? You did nothing wrong."

"For making you revive that, to come back here, to-to have to talk about it again... but if you don't want to I understand..."