Foxes Den

Surviving the Den

"Get on the couch!" Sam screamed as a flurry of steps filled the basement before a crack sounded, sending the couch, Sam and Corey crashing down. Thankfully, they were unharmed, having held as tightly as they could to the couch. The two were shaking their hands practically white as they held onto the sofa for dear life.

"There's a psycho in this house." Corey muttered as he fell off the couch not caring too much about the blood that covered the ground. They were all going to be stained with it by the end of this. Elton blinked at them for a few seconds before looking at Colby, whose eyes were falling shut again.

"No, no, no. Colby stay awake." Elton whispered as Sam rushed to his best friend's side falling to his knees on the others good side making Colby's eyes snap to Sam.

"We need to go." Corey said as he flashed his light around the basement noticing the padlock on the door. They had nothing to break it.

"Children!" A shrill voice called as the clicking of heels sounded. The group fell silent as they turned off their flashlights waiting to hear the sound of the heels, they were thankful when they headed away from the living room.

"Bro we gotta go." Sam whimpered as the flashlights came back on.

"How are we going to get out?" Elton questioned, as he looked down at Colby. "Hey Colby." Blue eyes blinked up at him, as the youngest of the group continued to shake. "Do you know how to get us out of this?" Elton asked, his voice as quiet as possible.

"What are you doing?" Corey whisper screamed.

"Shhh..." Elton hushed the other. Colby sat in silence, his eyes trailing the ground almost like something was moving around that the others couldn't see.

"A tu-tun-tunnel."

"Where?" Sam questioned as he turned searching the walls.

"Behi-be-behind... boards." Colby looked to the right at a pile of boards. Sam and Corey sprinted over to them quietly shifting the boards so they were away from the tunnel. It wasn't big, they would need to army crawl to get out. Corey and Sam cast a look at Elton, who was staring down at Colby, who was fighting to stay awake. They needed to figure out how to get him out of here. Colby couldn't crawl on his own let alone probably move. Sam slipped off his backpack and pulled off his sweatshirt.

"Give me your sweatshirts. We need to make a way to drag him through." Sam whispered as Corey and Elton stripped their sweatshirts tossing them to the blond.

"I'll crawl to the other side and pull him through, once we get him on it."  Corey muttered pulling on Sams backpack as the group nodded. Tying the arms of the sweaters together, Sam made a makeshift stretcher. The three moved towards their friend as he looked at them, his eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and fear.

"Sh-she... coming..." Colby muttered as the group flicked off their flashlights. The clicking of heels sounded as her voice echoed from above them, she was angry.

"Where'd you go?" The group sat in silence. "Little brats come out!" She screamed as they all waited for her to notice the three holes in the living room. Sam had crouched down, holding Colby's good hand, giving it small squeezes to see if the other would return the squeeze. Sam was thankful every time he did get a response, Colby was still awake. Corey was taking shaky breaths a hand over his mouth as he tried to remain as calm as possible. Elton stood in silence, trying to keep his face emotionless and his eyes locked on the tunnel, they couldn't fuck this up. If they got caught, who knows what could happen, and with Colby already as bad as he was, he didn't want to think about it. Elton made another decision right there, they were getting out of here together or he may be the one to remain behind.