The Tower

Cristine

The vent was small and hot. Chris couldn't breathe the air was so thick, like swimming through a custard lake... Sebastian moved quickly in front of her not stopping, he didn't seem affected by the growing heat. "Seb slow down, please... I ... I can't breathe." Sebastian kept moving, not even trying to stop, "We can't give up now, Mykie is in danger." Cris was slowing down. Trying to keep up but the air slowed her down. Her vision became foggy and her head spun. "Seb please... I'm..."

Sebastian stopped turning round to face Cris as much as the small space would allow him. Her eyes fluttered under her glasses, a look of worry in emerged in her face. "Hand me the rucksack if you can," Cris struggled to pull it off of her back, "Oh and try and take off your jumper. We can do this Cris."

Her smile was covered by a small sob as she reached over her head to pull off the jumper. "Seb... I, I can't move SEB SEB I CAN"T MOVE!" Cris was panicking her face in a state of terror "Cris calm down... Are you okay? What happened??" Cris kept quiet sobs emerging from her mouth. Tears rolling down her cheeks. "It's my shoulder. I think I pulled it. It won't move."

"Oh God..." Sebastian murmered, "we need to keep moving.... Can you go on?"

Cris hesitated.

She took a deep breath.

And pulled her shoulder down into place letting out a scream "CRIS!" Sebastian was panicking now, "ARE YOU HURT? WHY DID YOU DO THAT ?!" "Shhh!" Cris' face was now drenched in tears, "We'll get caught... and" she sniffled, "We need to keep moving because Mykie is in danger. Now let's go."

They pressed on. A shocked look hung over Sebastian's face and a grimacing one over Cristine's.

They were serious about this and nothing could stop them.

Suddenly the air became cooler. Are we near the outside? What's going on? Sebastian thought.

Then they turned the corner.

Sebastian froze looking at the large hole that was in front of him. "Cris?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't move...."