Silence [Skeppy Fanfic]

Chapter 39

Zak POV

Clay and I hoisted our friends onto the carts. One of them was bigger than the other, we laid George down on one, and Zelk and Darryl on the other. I rolled them up to the door.

"How are we gonna do this?" I asked Clay.

"Just run and go for it?" Clay said.

I smiled and nodded, god, we're so reckless.

"Okay when I open the door you go, okay?" I asked.

He nodded so I began counting down.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

I swung the door open and we both went running, pushing the carts out with us.

"Follow me!" Clay exclaimed as he turned down a hall.

As Clay ran I followed close behind. He must've been here for a while because we made a lot of turns, and I was surprised we weren't lost by now. But yet, we somehow made it to a door.

I ran and tried to open it. But it was locked, shook the door, but nothing happened.

"Shit." I muttered.

Suddenly I heard a laugh form behind me, "So close, yet so far."

I was laughing while writing this cause I was imagining Zak and Clay running down the hall, racing with their friends being pushed around-