Chapter 12
I finally fell asleep. But then I woke up in hell. I was in a crate. A dog crate. You've got to be kidding me.
I heard a rustling next to me and saw the face of Fang. "What the heck happened?!" I hissed.
"Erasers. They came in the night. Max was on watch and they knocked her out. She put up a powerful fight, but she lost. She looks real bad now, so don't say anything. I woke up when they came in the cave but they shot me with this blowgun thing. Then they knocked the rest of you guys out. And here we are now," Fang replied.
I blinked, "Do you usually talk this much?"
"Not really," he replied, "Only around people that make me feel comfortable. You're one of them. I kinda feel like I can trust you already."
I gave a sheepish smile and asked in a controlled voice, "Where are they taking us?"
"The School," Fang said angrily.
"Attention prisoners. We're going to land soon. Enjoy your stay in hell." The intercom went off.
"Gre-eat," I said as we descended.
They tossed us unmercifully into the back of some grimy trunk of some car and we sped off towards the hated School. As soon we had passed the doors of the building, I swear the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. Those doors with no color and the smell of the place just made me want to blow a hole through the roof and watch it burn.
Erasers took us into an atrium – like place, dog crates stacked to the ceiling with experiments inside. I passed a little boy with eyes as big as dinner plates, reaching out to us. The Eraser clawed his hand and he retracted it, whimpering in pain. Poor little guy . . . I wanted to give him a hug . . .
With no respect for us, the Erasers dropped us onto the floor and left. I rubbed a spot on my head where the crate had hit and looked around. Gazzy was to my left, trembling slightly in fear, and Fang was to my right, whispering words of comfort to Max as she slowly regained consciousness.
"So now what?" I whispered to Gazzy, "What happens now?"
With a finger, he pointed grimly at the doors to the atrium. Two scientists (whitecoats, Gazzy insisted) walked in surrounded by a small group of Erasers. One of the Erasers swiped at Fang's face as he talked to Max and then crouched in front of her cage.
"Hey Maxy, what's wrong? Your stupid little posse got captured and you look like crap, at least more than usual. Shouldn't you be happy?" He said, sarcastic in the dumbest of ways.
Max came up close to the bars of her carrier and smiled sweetly. She spit blood in his eye. I was beginning to like this girl a lot. The Eraser grimaced and wiped it out before being ordered to step aside. A whitecoat took his place.
"Hi sweetheart, it's good to see you again. Follow me please," he said as he opened the doggy door to Max's cage. She sullenly glared at him through all her pain and followed.
As soon as they had left the room, I turned to Fang, "Now what? We have to escape!"
"Do you have any bright ideas?" he muttered, "No, I thought not."
"Shut it," I said, "I could get us out by explosion, but that would probably kill you."
An Eraser walked in right then, punching a few cages and laughing. Jerk. Fang glared at the wolfman until I thought he was going to burn a hole through his back. Which actually, was what he did.
