CHAPTER SEVEN
They had taken refuge in a storage room, filled with boxes. Rude had decided to check out the contents while Reno kept watch on the young guard. After a few seconds he got bored and leaned up against a box, then pulled out a cigarette.
"You know we're under cover, right?" Rude said still going through the boxes. "They might find us if the smoke leaks out."
Reno held his smoke in front of him and sighed before dropping it and stepping on it, "Yeah, yeah…"
"Think I found more documents on this Ansem person. Check it out." Rude motioned to Reno who walked over to him.
"Hmm…what's this about 'extracting the heart' ugh…this guy is into some freaky shit."
"Look here, it says that he's already collected most of his guinea pigs. And on this page it shows some of the things that happened to the failed attempts."
"Eww…How about we just grab this stuff and get the hell out of here? What do ya say, partner?"
"…?" Rude peered passed Reno with a look of confusion.
"What is it?"
"He's gone."
"Wh-…oh!" Reno had turned around and noticed the spot in which they had set the unconscious, young guard, was empty. "…shit."
A small click sounded from the doors lock, instantly telling the Turks they were trapped.
"Uh…um…I'm really s-sorry about this. I just don't want to get in trouble." said the guard from the other side of the door.
Reno tried to say something, but the sound of receding footsteps stopped him, "Just wonderful." he said dryly., then kicked the door and looked at Rude, "What do you think? Got any of them flashy explosives on ya?"
Rude shook his head, "Sorry partner, not this time."
Reno sighed.
A speaker came on in the corner of the ceiling, "Well, well, looks like we have ourselves some intruders. It's about time that stupid mouse sent someone for us to play with. I was getting bored. Though I half-expected it to be that Leon fellow in town."
Reno leaned over to Rude and whispered, "This dude sounds gay."
"I can hear you." the voice said, irritated.
"Who cares?" said Reno, "Rude, just do your thing."
Rude nodded and braced himself, then charged towards the door, slamming his massive body into it, but the door still did not budge. He looked at Reno a bit shocked.
"Hmph, you must be losing you're touch. I guess you have been rather lazy as of late, huh?"
Rude glared a little, Reno was the last person to talk about being lazy.
"Oh forgive my incredible doors. They're made of steel as well as hardwood coating for decoration, Elaeus's touch."
Reno glared at the speaker, then back at his partner, "kuh! Can't we do anything?"
"I'd rather you think quickly, I decided to shorten your stay. As we speak, the room is filling up with cyanide gas. Very deadly as I'm aware." said the voice.
"Wait…you have cyanide gas pipes leading to your storage? Isn't that just a little…well…stupid?" asked Reno.
"…"
"I mean think about it…if one of your workers comes in here and they accidentally trip the alarm, they're screwed, right?"
"…"
"And what if that worker happens to be you looking for a file or something? I mean, you couldn't just-"
"SHUT UP!" his voice seemed to drift in a different direction, "Increase the flow!"
"Good work, Reno. You've made him mad."
"Aww come on, don't be soar. This queer's just gotta learn to take a chill pill now and then and stop killing off his workers. Don't you agree?"
The gas blasted from the walls, and Reno and Rude began to cough and stagger.
"This it…partner?"
"Let's hope…not…."
The two collapsed and were still.
