Miles was really getting tired of all this searching and bullshit. FIrst, he had to find the key to the security room and now thanks to Father Martin, he and his new companions had to figure out how to get the power back on to open the asylum's front door so they could escape this nightmarish hospital.
Luckily Ella knew a lot about Mount Massive's workings and areas so she quickly figured out they had to go downstairs through the basement and find the generator downstairs. Miles stopped Ella as she started to pick Waylon up.
"No, you guys just wait up here in case something goes bad when and if I get the power back on. At least then someone will escape this hellhole."
Ella was worried for Miles, despite knowing him for an hour or so now so she stopped him and voiced her concern, "Okay, just be careful, Miles."
Miles grinned, "Who me? Careful? Never."
Miles made his way down the stairs, which were slick with blood and water. He stepped down into the basement and he felt the cold water that had pooled in the basement. He sighed in annoyance, "Nice. First I get a broken rib or two, a pounding headache, and now ruined wet shoes? This is turning out to be a great investigation. . ."
Miles saw the basement's wall was a decayed and crumbling so that a sizable gap was made between the basement rooms. Miles squeezed through the gap and found himself in a large flooded room, several smaller rooms, accessible by a set of small wooden stairs, branched off at each corner of the room.
In the middle of the flooded basement room was a small porch-like structure which housed a small lever, Miles figured that was what could jump-start the asylum's power, so he dashed up the steps to it and pulled the lever down.
Nothing happened.
Miles cursed softly as he tried it again.
Once again nothing happened.
Milles frowned as he realized he would have to find the pumps to restore the lever's operationality. He was just about to go into the other room when he heard a noise and stopped dead in his tracks.
Water sloshing.
Someone else was down here. Miles didn't move for a couple of minutes then he saw another patient, in his hand, was a club or wooden pole of some sort. He stopped in the doorway to the next room, Miles heard him mutter as his white dead eyes scanned the darkness of the basement. He shooked his head as though he was clearing his thoughts.
"Just another ghost. . .Just another ghost. . ."
The man retreated back into the room and Miles took his chance, making a break for the other room. He slammed the door shut behind him and he made his way through the short hallway and into a small room, he saw a valve of some sort and walked up to it.
"Maybe this could help with that lever?", Miles thought as he started to turn the valve. He heard a woosh! sound and assumed it had worked so he was about to leave and was making his way down the hallway when he saw that inmate in the doorway and who was now making the way down the hallway. Miles swore as he pressed himself into a darkened corner, silently praying that the madman wouldn't notice him.
Miles held his breath as the variant passed by. The man was so close, Miles could see him frown in confusion and annoyance as he stopped in the other doorway to the valve. The man muttered to himself, "There was no putty tat in there" before walking back out into the flooded basement's main room.
Miles left the corner and made his way across to the other room, which was identical to the other valve room. He again found the valve and turned it, hearing the same woosh! sound as before. Miles quickly dashed out of the room and down the hallway back into the main area before the variant could find him. He made his way back up the stairsteps to the lever and yanked it down.
Suddenly the basement was fully lit up and Miles dashed back up the stairs before the crazed inmate could find him in the light. As he got back up to ground level, he saw Ella sitting where he had left her and jogged over to her.
"Hey, powers back on. Let's go."
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The three companions made their way back through to the security room. They had to pass by a variant in a wheelchair. They passed him before when Miles had looked for the key to Security Control and he didn't make a sound.
This time though, he made more than a sound as he lunged at Miles, knocking him to the ground, screaming in the investigative reporter's face.
"Get them out! Please, the doctor is dead! Rip them clean! You have to help me!"
Miles shoved the crazed man off of him, as the man crawled away and cowered behind his wheelchair. Miles ignored him and kept walking as though nothing had happened. They made it back to the door of the Security Control, well where the door would be if Walker hadn't bashed it in earlier while searching for them. Miles went over to the monitors and started to get the front doors open when he heard Ella yell out in surprise and pain.
He turned and saw that Father Martin had stabbed her with a syringe full of something sinister-looking. He subdued Waylon too and was making his way over to the other man. Miles reacted quickly and tried to shove him away, but Martin was strong for an old man as he easily overpowered Miles and stabbed in the neck with the syringe. As Miles felt his senses start to dull and his knees buckled, Martin caught him and whispered to him.
"I'm sorry, my son, I didn't want to have to do this to you. But you can't leave, not yet. There is so much yet for you to witness."
He turned to the monitors and Miles saw what looked like a group of S.W.A.T members or something walking around the asylum, guns raised. Suddenly one of the tactical cops was picked up by an unseen force and thrown across the large room like a ragdoll. The rest became scared quickly as they shot out at the invisible assailant. Martin gave him a ghostly smile as he whispered to him again.
"Will you see it? Can you?"
Miles grunted as he felt himself fading, "See. . .See what?"
Our Lord, the Walrider tearing His truth into the unbelievers."
The Walrider grew violent as it started to tear into the cops, killing each on in brutal ways. One tried to escape but was pulled back into the room. The cop fired off shots in a panic as he was dragged to his demise. Martin was still holding up Miles as he felt the drug in his system take over and everything faded to black as he slipped into unconsciousness.
