"My name is Emma, and this is Brennan and Thorne..." Emma paused.
"Thorne, I don't know your first name" Emma said puzzled.
"Who cares" Brennan mumbled.
"Eric. My name is Eric. But please, I like to be called Thorne" Thorne said.
"Mmmmy name is Marshal" the man said tilting his head forward.
"Marshal, can you please tell us about this place?" Emma begged.
"I owe you that much for saving my life" Marshal began. "Yyyyyou see, this is the hell hole the GSA tosses people and mutants into to dispose of. There are cameras and speakers throughout many of the tunnels here for them to get their jollies watching. There are many survivors throughout these walls, however, most have gone insane from hunger and have been killing and feeding off the dead. It is every man... and women for themselves in here. Tttttrust me, after several days without food you will began hallucinating and in-visioning each other as juicy barbecued pork chops."
"What a minute... back up, people are eating each other down here?" Thorne said with a look that he was about to vomit.
"That is cccccorrect sir" Marshal replied.
"And how long have you been done here?" Thorne said.
"I lost count at four months. You see, I am a mutant as well, but I don't have any special powers. I just hhhhave the availability to live without food or water. Don't get me wrong, I have enjoyed a steak ddddinner and a glass of wine from time to time, but it is not necessary for me to continue on living, all I need is a little oxygen. I have made the assumption that we are underground, the cccceilings of this maze tend to leak drops of water from time to time and I believe it is from rain making its way through" Marshal said with his stuttering voice.
"If water is leaking through than perhaps we are not that deep under ground. Maybe we can dig our way out!" Emma suggested.
"Done tried. You can only try so many times without coming up empty handed." Marshal replied.
"Is that what all these holes are in the dirt on the ground...people digging?" Brennan asked.
"Yes, but for different reasons. I ddddug this knife up. I have heard gun shots the past month as well. I know ddddamn well the GSA did not drop someone in here with a gun in there back pocket. No, I believe those sick bastards buried weapons throughout the tunnels to add to their pleasure and torment of others. I was fortunate to ddddig up a can of beans one time too, but I just gave it to Trina. Oh shit which reminds me I have to go back for her. Anymore questions before I go?"
"Who is Trina?" Emma asked.
"She is a poor scared little girl I found crying, half-starved and lonely in one of the tunnels when I first got dddumped in here. She is a very special girl, she has the availability to shoot scorching lasers from her eye sockets. She is so young and frail though, and has not been able to dddevelop her powers yet. I have been working with her in our time when we are not running from hhhungry insane people. I have hhhhigh hopes she will be able to protect us soon and maybe help get the hell out of here somehow. I hhhid her when that crazy bitch got on our trail."
"How has Trina survived without food?" Thorne asked.
"Bugs. Lots of bugs."
"Sorry I asked" Thorne said looking sick again.
"Well thanks for saving my ass!" Marshal began to turn and walk away.
"Hey wait" Brennan said catching his attention. "Maybe we should stick together and help each other. I want the hell out of here too. Four brains are better than three."
"Thorne, I don't know your first name" Emma said puzzled.
"Who cares" Brennan mumbled.
"Eric. My name is Eric. But please, I like to be called Thorne" Thorne said.
"Mmmmy name is Marshal" the man said tilting his head forward.
"Marshal, can you please tell us about this place?" Emma begged.
"I owe you that much for saving my life" Marshal began. "Yyyyyou see, this is the hell hole the GSA tosses people and mutants into to dispose of. There are cameras and speakers throughout many of the tunnels here for them to get their jollies watching. There are many survivors throughout these walls, however, most have gone insane from hunger and have been killing and feeding off the dead. It is every man... and women for themselves in here. Tttttrust me, after several days without food you will began hallucinating and in-visioning each other as juicy barbecued pork chops."
"What a minute... back up, people are eating each other down here?" Thorne said with a look that he was about to vomit.
"That is cccccorrect sir" Marshal replied.
"And how long have you been done here?" Thorne said.
"I lost count at four months. You see, I am a mutant as well, but I don't have any special powers. I just hhhhave the availability to live without food or water. Don't get me wrong, I have enjoyed a steak ddddinner and a glass of wine from time to time, but it is not necessary for me to continue on living, all I need is a little oxygen. I have made the assumption that we are underground, the cccceilings of this maze tend to leak drops of water from time to time and I believe it is from rain making its way through" Marshal said with his stuttering voice.
"If water is leaking through than perhaps we are not that deep under ground. Maybe we can dig our way out!" Emma suggested.
"Done tried. You can only try so many times without coming up empty handed." Marshal replied.
"Is that what all these holes are in the dirt on the ground...people digging?" Brennan asked.
"Yes, but for different reasons. I ddddug this knife up. I have heard gun shots the past month as well. I know ddddamn well the GSA did not drop someone in here with a gun in there back pocket. No, I believe those sick bastards buried weapons throughout the tunnels to add to their pleasure and torment of others. I was fortunate to ddddig up a can of beans one time too, but I just gave it to Trina. Oh shit which reminds me I have to go back for her. Anymore questions before I go?"
"Who is Trina?" Emma asked.
"She is a poor scared little girl I found crying, half-starved and lonely in one of the tunnels when I first got dddumped in here. She is a very special girl, she has the availability to shoot scorching lasers from her eye sockets. She is so young and frail though, and has not been able to dddevelop her powers yet. I have been working with her in our time when we are not running from hhhungry insane people. I have hhhhigh hopes she will be able to protect us soon and maybe help get the hell out of here somehow. I hhhid her when that crazy bitch got on our trail."
"How has Trina survived without food?" Thorne asked.
"Bugs. Lots of bugs."
"Sorry I asked" Thorne said looking sick again.
"Well thanks for saving my ass!" Marshal began to turn and walk away.
"Hey wait" Brennan said catching his attention. "Maybe we should stick together and help each other. I want the hell out of here too. Four brains are better than three."