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This was madness, jumping fom one scenario to another. Though it terrified Margarita, it also amazed her; how a single mind could control where, when and with whom they stayed, if he wanted them to stay together. The scientifical part of her brain wondered how such an horrifying goal could have been accomplished. Maybe they were connected through their minds, with a single one that was the 'Alpha' who set the rules of the game. But also, she could be still drugged and in a hospital bed, and this was just an horrible and really real nightmare induced by painkillers.
The hospital looked really ruined, well, if you could call it a hospital, because there were still parts that reminded her of those old fashioned supervillians lairs from those spies movies that Seraphina loved so much. Thinking of her friend brought a pang of guilt to her chest. Would she be looking for her? The poor woman would probably be too stressed with her and the wedding she had so meticulously planned.
She really missed having someone to talk to. It wasn't that Sebastian wasn't much of a talker, which he was; but in a place like this you never know who is hearing and when is going to come for you. So the main option was remaining in silence, and listening to any kind of threat.
Like the one that was currently standing among a sea of wheelchairs and beds. Sebastián put a finger to his lips and signaled with his head towards the creature she had decided calling 'Haunter'. Pulling a knife out of his pocket, where did he keep all those toys she would never know, he crawled towards him. Another pulsation surged through the halls, pulling then to the ground at the same time the wheelchairs, beds and Haunted included were sent to the ceiling, leaving them there glued. Just like some kind of magnetic force.
"Well, that's new."
After everything they had been put through, seeing Ruvik defy the laws of physics and gravity, was not a new release. However they wondered if this sudden advantage wasn't a preparation of what was about to come.
The more they walked the creepier the hospital got, to the point of resembling a set from the Saw movies. Margarita walked a tad closer to Sebastian, just in case. She had a bad feeling about this place, here was something bad, very bad.
The hall was dark, the only light coming from the end and the ceiling, where a huge fan projected its shadow over the floor. The place was cold, she noticed while rubbing her numb fingers, and deadly silent, excepting a strangled breathing came from ahead. It sounded like it was coming from a woman who was suffering of suffocation.
A huge monster like spider appeared at the end startling them, but it soon lost its initial interest and continued crawling through the wire fences that at the same time acted as a hoistway. The long black hair that covered its entire face caught Margarita's attention. Ignoring Sebastian's whispered warnings to stay with him, she approached the fence, almost touching it.
The creature approached her breathing heavily and cocked her head curiously, leaving her face uncovered from the messy black hair.
Margarita felt a sudden pressure in her chest, her throat closed and she stopped breathing as tears ran down her cheeks. Her face reddened with rage and she clutched the fence with her hands so hard her knuckles turned white. When she was able to breath again it came in harsh breaths and sobs.
"NO! NO! NO! NO!NOOOOO!" She screamed while crying her heart out. Her sobs could be heard through all the place, mixed with the harsh breathing. She felt to her knees, the pistol falling from her belt while the creature observed her in silence.
Startled by the noise she looked at it. And suddenly it became a way to reach salvation. They probably wouldn't make it to the end, eventhough Sebastian was well prepared, Margarita greatly doubted they could fight and hoard of monsters by themselves. She was useless in the combat field and Sebastian would have to be constantly worrying about her while focusing on the battle at the same time.
She could end this now, this time Ruvik wasn't here spying her, and if he was, if she was quicker than him she could make it. She could try it again, and maybe succeed. Just a bullet to the brain and everything will be over, everything. She had already seen so much suffering, she doubted she could endure it anymore.
"Everything could end. No more nightmares. No more suffering." She whispered, her voice desperate.
She wast so lost in her grief that she failed to see her skin turning a deadly white, so white you could see the blue and purplish veins. Slowly, her skin was beggining to rip open showing parts of her flesh; her eyes also changed from a chocolate brown to a glassy grey. A few more seconds and she would become one of them.
"Margarita!"
Sebastian pulled her back from the fence and into a hug. Taking advantage of her distraction, he took her away from there towards the lever, but was stopped by Margarita's fingernails digging painfully enough to draw blood into his arms. Sebastian refrained himself from pushing her back against the bars, at least, her appearence had reverted back to normal.
"How could he do this to her memory?" She tried to sound angry, she really did. But now the only thing she was was confused and hurt. Why? Ruben had been morbid as a kid, but nothing dangerous, just a few experiments for 'the sake of science'. He had been sweet, shy, protective and tender, at least with her and Laura. Had she only seen what she wanted to see? Maybe he had never been the boy she had fallen in love with but it was just the image she had created of him? No. She knew he would never lie to his loved ones, the two of them. He would never show a fake side of himself to her. But people didn't turned into this overnight. Something must have happened to him in the years she had thought him dead, something really bad. But that was no excuse for this.
"I think it would be better if we got out of here." She mumbled with her head lowered.
Though it still hurt looking at the 'Fake Laura' she felt a little better knowing that at least this creature wouldn't cause any harm to the real one, who was resting in peace. Realising that she was still digging her nails to his arms, she released him. But she didn't offer any apology.
"What a grip." He muttered rubbing his arms absently.
After a few seconds of awkward silence, Sebastian finally pulled the lever that allowed them to get to the other side. As they were walking, Margarita couldn't avoid noticing that it was getting hotter in the room, as if they were close to a fire. She didn't know how right she was.
She waited patiently for her master's orders. Her master, the one who reminded her of something she couldn't remember but for whom she would do anything. Just an order and she'll do it.
"Kill the man. Leave the woman alone." Ah, there it was.
For an unknown reason, she didn't want to harm the woman. The woman was friend. The woman was safe. The woman was close. The woman was Ruvik's.
But the man wouldn't have that luck.
Later in the tunnels...
Everything burned, his shoes bothered him and his clothes were clinging like a second skin, definying his toned body, sculpted thanks to the years of training in the police academy. It was almost suffocating. His hair stuck to his head and more than once he had to wipe the sweat from his forehead. If he hadn't the gun strapped to his back, he would take his clothes off and probably continue shirtless. Companion or not his clothes and body needed to transpire.
As Sebastian could see, Margarita was no better than him. She had pulled of her brown jumper and rolled up the sleeves of her blouse. The bad part was that it had also clinged to her body and now he could clearly see the line of breasts and bra, and if the temperature raised a degree more he would have to see more. Not that he was going to complain, but he would prefer to remain faithful to Myra.
He shook his head, now wasn't the time, not really. That four armed monster had managed to follow them and now was chasing them to the end of that hell. If he had learned something from their last encounter was that fire and that monster didn't mix well, they were practically antonyms. And there was so much fire here, so much fire, but how could he use it correctly without burning themselves alive? The only things they could do was run and break all the valvles and pray for that thing to rot in the depths of hell. Actually, better not say it aloud; at least he had to show a minnimun of respect for Margarita and her close friendship with the dead girl.
BOOOM!
A vine exploded sendind them to the ground and trapping them in the room. The monster teleported , getting even closer to them. Sebastián looked in desperation around the room, there had to be something that stopped the fire from going through the pipes, but what? The answer lay just over his head, where the main valve that controlled all the pipes stood. The problem was that 'Laura' was also there, so aiming for it was going to be a thousand times harder.
"I need to shoot at that valve!" He shouted over the deafening noise of the flames and ovens. 'Laura' was now in front of them, ready to strike with one of her huge clawed hands. By the time he would direct his attention to shoot at the valvle they would be already cut into tiny little pieces! He needed something to distract her, but what? The answer came almost immediately.
"Get us out of here, I'll distract her!" Margarita commanded, throwing herself at 'Laura', who shook trying to take her off her body. Margarita actually had to take a hold of her hair to not fall down from her back..
With his heart on his throat, he aimed towards the valve on the ceiling. The heat was becoming unbearable.
"Holy fuck, it's too hot in here! I can barely concentrate!."
"Just shoot at it! No matter how much tries you need! Just shoot!" She yelled back.
He shot once, but it didn't even reach the mark. The second time it came closer, but not enough to break it. It was the third which actually did the trick. With a clear shot, he hit the mark. The distraction because of the noise it made was great enough for Margarita to jump out from Laura's back and catch his hand.
They both rushed to the elevator doors, as the room behind them exploded and was engulfed in flames. Margarita could hear the agony screams coming from the Fake Laura, every cry of pain hurt more than last, though she had to forcefully remind herself that she was not the real one. The real one was several meters underground.
Once both were safe in the elevator, they allowed themselves to release the breath they had been holding while their bodies thanked the sudden drop in the temperature.
"Well that was clo-" A hand suddenly grabbed Sebastian's neck, slamming him against the bars of the doors. It seemed that they hadn't finished with Laura as they had initially thought.
"Release him!" She launched herself towards the giantic clawed hand that was squeezing the detective's neck to the point of crushing it. She clawed at it, hoping her much shorter nails could do some damage, but she only managed to give her a few scratches, nothing more. Sebastian's time was running out.
"Mar... the... but... tons..." His face was starting to turn purple. Sebastian bet that if that bitch squeezed a bit more, his head would probably explode. He could feel his own eyes, starting to get out of his sockets. A few seconds more and he'll be dead. However, that moment never came. Because the elevator started moving down, but he didn't notice until the doors chopped down the arms that had caught him. Both him and the arms, fell down to the floor; luckily for him it was just the arms the ones who fell lifeless.
Rubbing his sore throat, he looked at his companion to thank her for her quick action.
"Margarita-" The words died on his throat when he saw that his ally wasn't moving. Instead she seemed to have been frozen in the spot.
"Margarita? What the fuck?" He waved a hand over her face, but she didn't move. She didn't even blink nor was she breathing. And that scared him, thinking she had been put into somekind of catatonic state. But didn't catatonics breathe? He wasn't sure, he was not a doctor.
The elevator came to a rough halt, making him lose his balance and grab his partner for support. Turning around, he saw that they had stopped in the middle of nowhere, and the doors wouldn't open. He tried to pry them open, but they seemed to be jammed. Sebastián started feeling claustrophobic.
At the other side of the door, a lonley hooded figure appeared. Sebastian swallowed hard and reached for his shotgun for protection. Ruvik was there and he didn't look pleased at all.
'Oh, fuck.' He thought.
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