Beyond the darkness shines the light of the candle
With their eyes still shiny and pulsing center of emotion the three tried to reconstruct their images, step by step along the journey towards the awaited freedom, when the roar of explosions erupted with violent austere in the hallway, crumbling all hope and destroying the walls, wreaking absolute havoc.
The end was even close to them.
They note debris swirled in the air, while thick spikes of rock and plaster fell brutally to the ground, merging with the general noise still playing with bleak splendor along that corridor, raising a thick halo, dense and gray dust. pungent smell soon spread in the air, oppressing the lungs of the three young people.
They did not even have time to exchange a fleeting glance, nor to throw himself on the ground and suffered susseguì a second explosion which demolished a second wall, causing the fragments of that building more and more unstable they hit their position.
The air seemed suddenly thin and now Takao, Elèna and Mariam began to run towards an unknown location. Every muscle of their bodies screamed mercy as the flight proceeded with an ever faster pace and relentless.
The burning chest, forcing them to fumble with over and over again force. Made to turn a corner, when tens of bullets hit a wall a few millimeters from them.
They did not even know how to define those feelings that were dominating their spirits, some only to be lost in the maze. Confused.
The roar of the guns was getting closer, hard and heavy footsteps trod the floor, accompanying the increasingly fast heart rhythm.
«Shit!» Swore Elena in a desperate motion. She felt a strange sensation of wet walk her increasingly painful back. She did not even have to look in a mirror to see what had happened: the scars they were open. traces of blood, small and dark, ran her body and smeared the ground.
A dense stabbing height abdomen cut off the air, forcing her to stop for a brief moment their run, resting his hands against a wall. This suddenly moved, carrying with it the three guys.
A steep slide dragged them down, piled on each other, while the speed seemed to grow faster. The cold air that had been created around them burning eyes, irritate it. Small red veins were increasingly visible, while some rebel tears streaming down their eyes.
They could not even figure out where they were going, when the slide crossed a dangerous curve reckless that they crossed in a matter of seconds.
They shouted. Cries of sheer terror spread; the echo that had resulted from that act appeared to be savage and ruthless, reflecting all the unspoken anxieties until then.
It would not help at all, they had been betrayed by them. Once again the wild fear and ruthless had dominated the situation. Their stomachs were completely upside down, while the burning sensation of a retching fire their throats, when a straight stepped in front of their eyes.
They darted that path at high speed so that we sometimes fail to perceive the pain of numerous burns, cuts and wounds that had torn their flesh. Everything suddenly became dark for a moment, when a loud splash as soon echoed in the air, quickly followed by the loud thud of their bodies come in contact with standing water.
They did not know, nor could know but the three routes were nothing but perfect parallel lines.
Bones and corpses in a state of decay were everywhere, blood-soaked ropes and chains hanging from the ceiling. Elèna gaze was attracted by a small sign on the wall. Her shaking hand went to touch the wall, moving the caked dust.
Her eyes widened, falling back on the wet floor, and the plop-law a thud, just shaking the water around her blood body. A phrase.
Blood. The liquid was dark and dry, with a slight purplish tinge, some droplets were dropped on the floor, crusting the floor, extolling those dark and sinister colors that shone under the dim light.
«Beyond the darkness shines the light of the candle -S».
Elèna was puzzled. In front of her eyes she was saved yet another enigma. It was absurd to think that Sonja had left a message for her, she was her sister and would have to rely on but how could he do so if the chaotic and crazy story was born because of Sonja?
«Beyond the darkness shines shines the light of the candle» echoed Mariam with a vague accent mark in tone. «It seems an absurd theory, my, but I think that might be a clue or something vaguely similar».
«Or is it a trap of Alexander» retorted serious Elena. Her face was painted a sullen and hostile; at that precise moment Takao tried to attract the attention of the two girls but they continued to draw possible explanations, ingnoring him.
«Alexander?» asked skeptically Mariam, mentally analyzing the traits of the sentence, imagining the points where Sonja's hand had trembled and others in which she exerted more pressure.
«Excuse me,» said Takao again but, once again, the two did not seem to hear his words. He is beginning to wonder if those two could really help him save himself, fearing them repeatedly.
Considered it absurd that way of behaving, as his gaze wandered disconsolately on Elèna, who promptly replied: «Here we can not leave anything out, every detail is important».
«Or Sonja wrote that sentence herself. From what I was tortured before that night».
«I know what it means that phrase!» Boomed Takao impatiently.
Hush.
Mariam and Elèna fell silent, exchanging a look uncertain. No words seemed to come out of their lips tight, their heart seemed to have lost a beat, while the tension had wrapped their bodies with fury, uncertain walking a tightrope.
The Moscow gasped a few times, then exhale sharply: «What do you mean?».
He looks at them angrily, forgetting for a brief moment who he really was, and then turn the injured side head, whispering through clenched teeth: «Now you remember that I exist» , and then mention a wry smile, suddenly remembering that they could not waste any more time . «Where there are candles there is the way of entry and exit. Sonja told me».
«And only now it comes to your mind?» snapped sour Mariam, focusing her emerald eyes on the young, who promptly replied: «You've been ignoring me».
The three stared at each other for a brief moment in the eye, still undecided about what to do when a slight chuckle broke the gloomy silence. They wanted to win that battle along with the way to salvation.
Unladen ringing phone nos invade his mind enveloped by dark thoughts. He knew that the act was increasingly insane and that he could bring it to a disastrous end. Had harshly annihilated a group forcing them to retreat, seriously injuring the two women he most hated: Anna Ivanova and Irina Petrova but, on the other hand, had mistakenly made a serious mistake, allowing the two fugitives encounter Andrei Ivanov and Alekej Huznestov.
He had thought of every possible strategy to torture them and force them to retreat and everything wore a single, cruel solution. A wicked grin and insane came over his face, his pupils were dilated, while Alexander eyes looked down, sliding two fingers on the gun.
He would allow the four to meet his dolls and then shoot the last poisoned dart, playing with them in the most cruel way he knew how. If those walls had had the gift of speech would talk of blood and violence, they cheered in front of that work of terror.
Suddenly a familiar voice finally answered his call, killing for a brief moment that smirk.
«Alexander?».
«Do wait for the others, not me,» thundered left voice, almost diabolical, when his interlocutor stammered for a moment, followed by an unusual noise. «We have a problem. They are going to go back to that place, while Ivanova is in the operating room».
«You make 'your own part, I do mine».
Followed by moments of silence, the tension seemed to want to blow up all the electricity that was holding with difficulty. Alexander was about to give his final judgment, observing with a blank look screens, and then asserted with a voice like the sound of a snake: «Kill Sonja before I bring out those two».
The man on the other end of the phone was taken aback for a moment, whispering through clenched teeth: «You promise to respect the agreements»
A grotesque laughter exploded in the air, defacing that moment of apparent peace until Alexander replied sarcastically: «You can not give me orders, I have someone that belongs to you, remember. Kill Sonja. This is my last word».
With a quick gesture turned out the call without giving him time to answer, angrily throwing the phone on the desk, letting penetrate anger in his heart. He shouted, and then turn left one screen off until then.
A house on the beach made display of its simple beauty, observing the contours of his ally that he was entering a white liquid in a syringe. He could feel all the anxiety that characterized the actions of his ally.
Moments later a woman with short brown hair and his face covered with tears appeared in the kitchen, dragging the boy out.
Alexander was silent for a moment, admiring clear his latest evil deed.
At last he would win.
This tunnel was increasingly close and warm, so as to make the increasingly acrid, heavy air, leaving room for an acrid musty smell. They walked with their backs against a strangely smooth wall, while some pebbles occasionally rolled under their feet, forcing Midori, Kei, Aleksei and Andrei to pay more attention, holding their already loaded weapons aimed down.
They had already suffered several attacks, reporting non-lethal wounds, managed to recover a fair amount of bombs and weapons that would have been useful. The strange atmosphere of peace was highly disturbing and does not bode good.
The tension and silence had provoked in them a mixture of conflicting emotions, when before their eyes appeared a second tunnel dotted with a myriad of candles lined up on both sides of the walls.
Even the floor was dry and any water track seemed disappeared, while an unusual reddish light appeared at the end of the tunnel. They did not even know if that was the right way, when Morena's voice caught their attention.
«Come back and be careful. I detected suspicious movements».
To Kei it had been a real blessing to find the parents of his friends and thanks to their miraculous intervention had also found the only person who could guide them in that absurd adventure.
Several minutes passed while they were going over this tunnel, when a strange gasp caught them with a start.
The clang of their arms abruptly snapped, finding themselves three armed figures pointing guns against them.
«Stop or I'll shoot!» Shout the voice of a woman.
Kei widened completely his eyes , a shiver of hope shook his heart. He never thought that such a phrase could have given him such a sensation, especially if it was she who pronounce it. He ignored the order running forward.
The roar of three projectiles exploded in the air, quickly followed by the cry alarmed the three adults. He ran as fast as he could towards that figure immersed in the shadows, pulling it out of that darkness.
«Obviously it's your way of thanking me: shoot those who come here to save you,» he said sarcastically, ignoring the scowl that Elèna had given him. The heart was about to burst with joy, he had finally found the only reason he had decided to interview in that mission, abruptly attracting the girl against her body.
Elèna paled for a moment, silencing all her emotions, then move from that position, wrinkling his nose and turning to Kei a disgusted look. «You smell to suck».
«If Her Majesty has ended with the meeting here would need a help here» said a second, more distant voice that Kei knew, when he felt the girl's hand let go, going back.
Kei instinctively followed her, finding in front of his eyes a scene worthy of a horror movie. No word dared to escape from his lips, looking at two women answered that, however, was slow in coming.
Takao was on the ground, bent on too skinny knees, his face too dug him look like a ghost, so it can feel a kind of ghostly aura. The halo that surrounded the tired face of his friend was tangible and in an instant he approached the young tastandone warm skin, trying to figure out if that was a crazy hallucination of his tired mind.
«Hiwatari» Mariam admonished him with a stern voice, pointing her irises emerald on his friend, «Help us. Immediately». Then she gave a slight smile grateful when other sounds reached their ears, revealing the presence of two men who knew not of her mother.
Casually let go her hold on Takao, who fell to the ground for a few seconds, while the surplus girl briskly toward her mother, giving her one look askance. «So it's all true,» muttered Mariam through clenched teeth.
Hate and anger grew with enormous strength in her belly, reducing her eyes to slits of contempt charges. By now it was more than certain: his family had betrayed her and had sold her and her friends at the mercy of Alexander.
All the pieces of the puzzle came to be composed, although some gaps still reigned supreme. She wanted to scream but she did not, abruptly turning her back on her mother, returning from her friends, ignoring the tears that had missed out by Midori's eyes whispering the name of Mariam in a faint breath, finding comfort in the gentle caress of his old friend Alexei.
Elèna looked up, crossing the dark eyes of her father, she never see him but the girl remember who he was. A sudden feeling of embarrassment suddenly hit her, forcing her to look away, sighing softly: «Hi, Dad».
Even knew justify why she was behaving in this absurd and strange and suspect to have some mental disorder made her shiver, rejecting that idea, when the man was beside her, picking up the wounded man in his arms and tenderly touching his daughter's hair.
«It's all very nice but now we have to go. By chance you saw the candles around?» Mariam asked abruptly, trying to figure out where they should go, when she saw the face of Kei frown, only to hear him ask: «Candles?».
«Beyond the darkness shines the light of a candle,» recited Elèna, promptly anticipating her boyfriend. «Yes, it is a message written by Sonja».
The four lights did not say anything, advancing briskly toward the previous tunnel to reach the corridors.
They did not even know how long they were walking, when rays of light began to filter into the darkness. They ran as fast as they could, extinguishing the candles, while the output gradually became larger and brighter, warmer. The light seemed more and more intensified, but when he reached the end of the vague feeling of joy vanished, leaving terrified expression on their face.
An enormous steel metal cut their way, blocking the exit. Besides the cold metal could see a tiny glimpse of the city too close. It was absurd as that building was clearly visible, yet none of them had understood how they had to ignore that detail.
None of them dared to be mirrored in the eyes of their peers, until Elèna picked up a stone and throwing it forcefully over the prison, and then let go to a series of colorful epithets. «Shit! Now what the fuck do we do?».
«Now you are trapped, my friends».
With a leap snapped back, finding himself face to face with the enemy, driving in unison: «Alexander!».
Game over.
They should have been accustomed to being in the waiting room but every time the feeling of emptiness and pain always came back stronger and more insistent, praying once again not to lose a friend.
None of them had more words or tears, there were only them with their doubts and misgivings. Them and loneliness. Nobody else.
As they tried to seek comfort nothing gave them a moment of peace, while the annoying ticking clock ticked the same pace for over two hours, until the dawn of the new day had brought with him news.
A young doctor came into the room, talking to family members of the girl to come closer. Yuri winced upset, promptly followed by Boris and Julia. Yet the last two there was a certain sense of indifference to the woman who had deliberately caused all that pain, creating a miserable heap of earth scorched but both chose to remain silent.
They would never forgive her.
The doctor looked at them with disarming coldness, and then claim: «The patient is doing well for now, she has collapsed and needed a transfusion. Still we do not know that her body will react to drugs ... but her comatose state could change. A little while ago she had a small fraction, if you want you can get one at a time. Goodbye».
Eveline, Hilary and Jason reached the trio, and then ask the same question at the same time: «So?».
Eveline looked Boris sedly… if Sonja will come back … she wanted to think about this, forcing her to smile sweetly.
Yuri was not listening to even the various conversations that were repeated in bursts, his mind was locked on the last words of the doctor, while the corners of his mouth curved into a slight smile just mentioned, with crushing force Julia's hand.
«So it could recover soon ...» Jason muttered in a tone just perfectible. A tremor struck the back, looking confused everyone present, sticking with a random gesture hands into his jeans pocket, tapping a plastic object had carefully hidden, and then turned a tight smile to Hilary.
For a brief moment they let her go to a fleeting moment of joy. They did not know that the real war had just begun.
Space author:
Hey guys! Finally I'm here… I have a strange week, I'm flu and I got some problems whit my dog T.T
As always thank you to my special frinds Midnight sins and Alex.
I love you guys! See you soon here!
