A Russian Adventure Part One
Blood stained her hands and dripped slowly onto the once sparkling clean floor.
A frozen window overlooked the carnage. On one side a land of solid white, on the other a pit of hell. Pieces of bodies lay strewn around the room, as the young woman stood flexing her fingers and breathing heavily.
"Nice work Cathreda! 12 of them with your bare hands only took you a minute 30." A male voice rang over the speaker system. "If you live, I'm sure you will become even faster!"
"Shut up Raside! I'm going to rip that smile right off your face when I find you!" Cathreda yell back storming on to the next room without picking up the dead soldiers' guns. "You are going to suffer a very horrible death at my hands."
"If you can find me that is." Mocked the voice on the other side of the speaker. "You get lost so easily. Even when I try to guide you, you always seem to get lost."
"I wasn't getting lost! I just didn't want to fall into your little traps." Cathreda stated unenthusiastically. As she walked into the next room, she found that there were only five doors in the room. As Cathreda stepped fully into the room, the door behind her slammed shut and bars fell over it. "Great. Now what?" She complained.
"If you be quiet I'll tell you." Raside said coolly. Cathreda immediately fell silent. "There is only one door that leads out of this room. To find said door we shall play a game."
"A game? Does that mean you will come out and play with me?" Cathreda sang in a childish singsong voice.
"You must be patient my dear! I can not join you in there, but if you get out of there in one piece you can come to me." Raside replied. "Will you play?"
"What choice do I have?" Cathreda said, all the child ness dropping from her voice.
"You could always give up right now and go back to being the test subject you once were. I'm sure We-."
"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT NAME INMBASULE!" Cathreda roared. She was so loud that Raside, who was watching in the surveillance room almost had his eardrums blasted out by the amplified sound.
"Ok, ok! No need to holler like that! Will you play?" He asked after a moment of making sure his ears still worked.
"Fine! But hurry up about it! I'm about ready to just tear all of these doors down right now!" Cathreda retorted impatiently.
"As you wish princess. This game is quite simple, all you need to do is find the right door as I stated before. But if you choose the wrong door, it will mean almost certain death for you." Raside explained.
"And how should I find this door might I ask?"
"You have to solve my riddle of coarse!" He stated gleefully.
"Oh not again." Cathreda mumbled.
"Now listen closely!"
"Five doors leading from this room,"
Only one won't bring you doom.
A number like the crescent moon,
Leading to the safest room.
Way the odds and you will see,
2 to 1, the odd succeeds.
Cathreda listen closely. "Could you repeat that?" Raside obliged and repeat his riddle as she hurriedly copied the words on the floor below her with one of her bloody fingers.
"A crescent number… has to be 2, 3, or 5… But it says odd succeeds… But that's not one number, it's 3 or 5… It also says 2 to 1, meaning there has to be three numbers…"
Cathreda rambled aimlessly. "The odd succeeds. The odd succeeds. What could that mean… of the three numbers there are two out of the three that are odd… one even… the 2… IS THE ODD ONE OUT!"
Cathreda ran to the door marked with a 2 and flung it open just in time to be greeted by the fist aimed right at her face…
To be continued…