Ian's POV
We cautiously entered her room, taking glances at the room's interior, looking for anything. We were silent; the tension thick enough to be cut with a butter knife.
" Hey yo. I think I found a clue homies." Jonah said, keeping the 'gangsta talk' minimal. Indeed, there was a business. It was blank except for the monogrammed V in the middle and the initials R.I.P. At the bottom right hand corner of the card.
" V is for Vesper, right?" Hamilton said. It was more of a statement though. I nodded curtly and went to her laptop, which was still open. Unfortunately she had installed a password. " There's a password on her laptop." I say. When they just stared at me I rolled my eyes at their stupidity and sighed. " Her laptop is the only one that has access to the international fingerprint scanner. It will match up any fingerprints on the card with one of the person who took her." They weren't really listening though. They were arguing about what password she would use. Shouts of 'ilovejonah' and 'theyearofthewiz' from Jonah, and 'hammerhulk' and 'i❤️ham'.
" Wait." I said, glaring at Hamilton just as he was about to throw a chair at Jonah. " What does she like?" I was tempted to say me too, but I wasn't about to get in that fight. I would win her over some other way. "No, like books, music, food." I said. I went over to her bookshelf, which was filled with books and reached for the most tattered, old, and foul book. I wrinkled my nose when I saw the lump of cat hair, but turned it over to the title page. " Pride and Prejudice." I muttered under my breath as I went over to the laptop.
" How about J. ?" Jonah asked. I typed that in to no avail. " how about prideandprejudice?" Hamilton said. Still nothing. There was only one more try before we were locked out of her laptop. " Jonah, what is the main character in the book?" I asked. " This chick named Elizabeth Bennett." He said. Hamilton glared at him as I typed in 'ElizabethB'. Yes! We were in. "Pass me the card Hamilton, but wear these gloves." I told him as I passed him my fingerprint protection gloves. He slid it into the scanner and waited. After what seemed like forever, it identified the card.
" Rufus Ira Passé "
Amy's POV
I groaned and tried to sit up. I opened my eyes to see Sinead.
"Are you okay Amy? They sent me the footage. I'm sorry Amy, even I wasn't treated that badly. I thought that you were dead!" Her voice raised another octave as she clutched my hands.
" I'm fine!" I say. When Sinead raises an eyebrow at me, I sigh. " Well, I feel really tired, dizzy, and nauseous, and I'm starving. My arms hurt and I feel like eating chocolate pudding." She beamed and checked three boxes on the wall.
" Congratulations Amy. Other than the chocolate pudding joke which was not funny, you should make a full recovery. There will be scars, but nothing Ekat technology can't fix." She grinned again and I could tell that she was excited about something. " What is it Sinead. You're kidding me with the suspense." I say sarcastically. She ignores the jibe and continues flitting around the room, singing and skipping. I wondered why she was so happy. " Sinead?" Okay, this was getting plain weird. Why was Sinead dancing? And singing? She has never done that. Ever. My first guess was that we were going to be freed today. Or something like that was going to happen. Or- the obvious choice- she was drunk. The first guess was impossible, why would they let us go that easily? Something just as good? Well, I wouldn't mind a buffet, but is that something to celebrate about? We probably wouldn't be able to eat anything without being poisoned. Would they change us to new rooms? I hope so.
" Sinead? Why are you so happy?" I asked, bent over a Sinead lying on the bed. " Teleconference with the hostages and Cahills! And-" after that, her words were so slurred that I couldn't understand anything else. How did she get drunk anyways? Was that part of her torture? Acting like a fool and a drunk? At least there was going to be a teleconference. Sinead had just started singing a very strange version of 'Mary had a Little Lamb'
Mary had a stupid lamb, fuzzy lamb, ugly lamb
Mary had a stupid lamb, fuzzy lamb, ugly lamb,
Mary had a stupid lamb, fuzzy lamb, ugly lamb
Whose fleece was black as yolk.
It followed her to death one day
It followed her to death one day
It followed her to death one day
And never saw the sun
Well then, a little disturbing, but anyways. The teleconference. What should we do? Could we tell them a code and hope that they solve it? What would happen?
Suddenly Rufus came, dragging me and Sinead to an office.
"Come on girlies. First the teleconference, and then we meet your new friends." I merely nodded as we were pushed into the room; face to face with none other than Vesper 1.
Author's Note:
I am sorry, but the zombies won't be featured until chapter 8 or 9. Not sure yet. Don't worry, I will hopefully finish Chapter 7 by tonight. Or tomorrow. But you have to know that I posted all of the chapter's in one day, because I love writing fan fictions. Unfortunately I can barely write one chapter on week days, so I squeeze in as much as possible on weekends. Hold on tight, the story is only getting better!
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