Trapped

The Bite

"Fuck." Lyn curses when Dustin hits a bump in the hallway making everyone in the back slam into the sides of the golf cart.

"Jesus, slow down." Steve slaps the wire mesh that separated them from Dustin and Erica.

"Yeah, what is this, like the Indy 500?" Robin pushes her face against the mesh.

"It's the Indy 300." Steve rolled his eyes as he thought he was correcting her.

"No, dingus, it's 500," She slurs back at him.

"It's 300!" Steve yells back.

Robin's eyes went wide before she said, "Let's say a million." They stare at each other for a second before bursting out laughing.

"Oh my god," Lyn rubs her temples.

Steve turned his head to the familiar voice. "Rosalyn," He let out a dreamy sigh as he pulled her on top of him and cuddled her. "You are my Suzie." He gave her sloppy kisses all over her face.

After a few attempts to break free, she was finally able to. "Dustin, watch out!" Erica screams. Lyn went face-first into the mesh fence between Steve and Robin.

"Fuck." She curses again, rubbing the side of her face that meets the metal.

"You guys alright back there?" Dustin turns around to ask. The only response he got back was groans. "They're fine." He turns back to tell Erica.

The two kids jump out and open up the back of the golf cart. Lyn was the first to jump out. "Come on. We have to go, now." Dustin grabs Steve and drags the complaining teenager out and drops him on the ground.

"Come on! Get out!" Erica yells.

Lyn pulls Robin out. "This sucks." Steve pouted as his girlfriend pulled him to his feet.

"Here goes nothing." Dustin pulled out the key card he got off the guard that Steve knocks out to scan it.

"Thank god." Lyn looks up to praise as the elevator doors open up. "I never thought I would be so happy to see this again." She drags Steve and Robin on. Erica and Dustin work the control panel to hopefully get them back to the loading dock and out of this hell hole.

Steve jumped onto a cart dolly and pretended to surf. "Hey! You look like you're surfing!" Robin went over and pushed it around to make like Steve was riding a wave.

"Surfing! Yeah!" He giggles.

"They seem drunk." Erica turns to Dustin and Lyn.

"Why would they be drunk?" Dustin tilts his head to the side as he tried to figure it out.

"I don't know, but I can tell you from experience that this is drunk Steve." Lyn groans. Drunken Steve was like a spoiled toddler, cute when he was getting his way, but a terror when he wasn't.

"I'm a natural! Check it out!" He cheers.

Robin pulled the dolly back too fast making Steve fall off. "Wipeout!" She cheers.

Dustin went over to feel Steve's forehead. "He's burning up."

"You're burning up." He mimics.

"A toddler," Lyn mutters as she shakes her head.

Dustin grabs his head to keep him still and opens his eyes. Steve moans about the pain. "His pupils are super dilated." He told the two sober girls with him.

"Maybe he's drugged," Erica suggested.

"That makes more sense than drunk," Lyn nods her head.

"Boop!" Steve reaches out to poke Dustin's nose.