Sorry about the whole "Not Writing In Like A Week" thing. My internet was down, but I'm gonna give you a couple of action-packed chapters to make up for it! Review please, it motivates me!!!!!
Chapter 19
Blaed's POV:
I hoped this would work. It made me extremely anxious, and the hours dragged by painfully. If something went wrong, they would probably kill us on the spot, and if I was responsible for any harm that came to Dylan, I could never forgive myself. Finally, a man backed into the room carrying two large bowls; it was time.
As he opened the door of the cage, and set down the bowl, Dylan started acting her part. She rushed forward, and shoved her face into the bowl, inhaling the food. The man looked at her warily, but set down my bowl too. She stopped all of a sudden, and made a choking noise. Her eyes went wide, and the real acting began. She gasped and gasped for air. The man rushed to her, and patted her side like he was trying to get her to cough it up. I began to realize that they actually cared if we were kept alive. Maybe not just us particularly, but they wanted us to live for some reason. I lunged, and snapped the stun stick from the loop at his side; breaking the leather ring that held it in place. The man grasped for it, but came up with air, and Dylan hopped to her feet and ran out of the cage as the struggle began between the man and I. He was human, but he was no dummy. He knew that I wasn't as dumb as a regular wolf, or as weak as a human. He also knew that he couldn't beat me without his zappy stick. Over and over he tried to grab the stick; until finally I broke it easily in my jaws. Defenseless, he darted backwards, and slammed the door shut in my face. He turned to Dylan, obviously expecting the female to be a little easier to catch, but she gave him hell. She lunged in before he could corner her, and bit his knee. As he fell to the ground moaning in pain, she rolled her eyes, and came to get the door open for me. She must have felt the relief through our connection, because she thought;
I can take care of myself, overprotective wolf.
It's my job to be overprotective, baby. She sniffed, and trotted to the door that led out of the room; it hung open from the man's stupidity. I ran to him, and he flinched as I grabbed the walkie-talkie from his belt in my jaws. Dylan trotted back into the room.
Didn't you hear me calling you? She asked.
No. Wait, try doing it again, but out of the room. She went over the threshold, and closed her eyes like she was shouting;
Anything? She asked as she walked back in;
No. Now we know why we couldn't hear the others' thoughts.
Well, come look at this; it's like they were sitting in a theatre watching us. We ran from the room, and I saw she was right. It was just like a movie theatre. Soft velvet seats filled the room on different levels; ultimately, only six or seven rows, and rather small, but enough to hold about a dozen or more people. People that would be watching us through the two-way mirror. We were in an experiment lab, and we were the experiment. Dylan and I looked at the man lying on the floor with a new horror.
Dylan's POV:
I was desperate to get out of the room, now. I felt violated and exposed. I searched for a way out of this horrible place besides the room with the cage; I never wanted to be in that room again. My eyes wandered to above the rows of seats, and saw a glowing red sign above a door that read EXIT. Just like a fire escape in a movie theatre. I began to tell Blaed about my discovery with my thoughts, but realized that it was impossible in this room, for some reason. So I just nudged his shoulder with my nose, and ran up the stairs. He growled deep in his throat as we topped the stairs, as a warning for me to stay back. I obeyed, and fell into step at his heels. He stood on his hind legs, and pushed the bar to open the door. It opened, but was swinging shut, so he thrust his head through the crack. He wiggled a little, and wedged the door farther open, whining softly with frustration.
Finally, he squeezed through, and I followed. We were in a long white hall with grey tiles, and no windows. There were doors identical to ours every ten feet or so down the entire length of the hallway, and other halls that must lead to other halls. It was like a giant maze. I had no idea how we were going to get out. I tested our connection;
Blaed?
Yeah?
What are we going to do?
I don't know, baby. I just don't know.