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I woke up to Amata babbling frantically about my father. I however didn't catch much of it as I was too interested in the red lights that were flashing down the hall.

"What's that?" I groaned, lifting my noncompliant legs out of the bed.

"… and Jonas, oh poor Jonas, they wouldn't stop hitting him!"

She hadn't even heard me, she was still rambling along.

It always did take her an hour to get to the… wait, what'd she say about Jonas?

"Holdup, what happened to Jonas?"

She stopped mid-sentence and gave me the 'Amata Death-Stare' which usually implied that I had done something wrong.

"Haven't you been listening to me!"

Why is she so mad?

"Yes!"

Damn, that came out too strong, no way she'll believe that.

I glanced around the room, first at the alarm clock - it was 2:35 a.m. - then at dads bed which was empty.

"Where'd my dad go?" I said sort of lazily, I didn't want to sound too worried.

Amata took in a deep breathe as if she were going to assault me with her next words.

"That's what I've been trying to tell you, your dad and Jonas figured out how to open the vault!"

"What, that's impossible, the vaults sealed you cant open it- wait!"

I tried to focus solely on the conversation but the lights flashing in through the windows wasn't making it easy.

"So where is he?" It was the only thing I was concerned with at this point.

"He's gone!"

Her words finally sunk in; my father and Jonas had managed to somehow open the vaults door, a door which hadn't been opened since the day it closed.

"Look, there's no time, we have to get you out of here!"

She reached into her pocket, retrieved a pistol, and shoved it into my hand.

"What the- where did you get this?"

I gave the gun a lazy shake which was meant to display its' dangerousness.

"What, your training to be a guard right?"

Oh, your not getting off the hook that easily.

"WHAT are you doing with a gun Amata?" I was thoroughly confused.

"My father has his men looking for you…"

She cupped her hands and buried her face into her palms.

"I think they're going to hurt you."

I can't believe this.

"W-why!"

She pulled her reddening face from her hands, took a deep breathe, then swallowed.

"I don't know, I'm guessing because of what your dad and Jonas did."

She ran over to the intercom and turned it on. Amata's father, the overseer, was broadcasting to the entire vault that I was a threat, and that any resident that sees me should inform a guard right away.

"What's this shit?" I couldn't believe this man.

"Look, it's going to be okay, I've got a plan to get out of here."

She reached into her pocket again, this time she pulled out a hair clip.

"There's a secret underground tunnel in my dads' office, it leads to the vaults main door, the door your dad used."

"Pfft." I couldn't help but snicker at this.

"What the hell are you laughing about?"

"The whole vault is underground Amata." I struggled to finish my sentence without laughing.

Amata looked as if she were going to take the gun she had just given me and shoot me with it.

"There are armed guards looking for you right now, and your laughing at me?"

Wait she's got a point, in fact, why have they not gotten here yet? They must know where I live, what's keeping them?

"Look, just use this to get into his office, that's how I always get in."

She said it with an odd sense of pride as she handed me the hair clip.

"I'll meet you down there if I can, if not… just, thanks for everything."

She turned decisively and ran from the room; I watched through the windows as she ran down the hall and out of sight.

"Okay." I took a deep breath and headed out the door and into the hall.

Well this is a great idea.

I gripped the pistol in my hand and turned the corner.

"Well shit."

Radroaches. Big, ass, fucking, Radroaches.

They made a shrill screeching sound, like a piece of charred wood grinding against a tin can. There was three of them that I could see, but there was never just three of them. The vault had had its problems with Radroaches in the past, a few would show up in the lower levels first, then a swarm of them would follow suit.

The guards usually take care of these things, I wonder if that's the reason behind these annoying lights.

The one closest to me jumped forward, snapping its feelers at my legs. I wanted to kick it away but I was afraid it would bite my toes off. So instead, I took aim with the pistol Amata somehow acquired, and fired.

What the hell?

It jammed.

Son of a bitch!