Evelyn looked confidently while calmly nodding at Rick and formed her hands in a fist to show her determination. Rick got the idea. He slid across the wall loudly, pretending to try hard not to make a sound.

" Who are you?!" The Snake screeched. His knuckles were white from his tense grip on the gun with which he jabbed into Rick's gut. His leveled eyes squinted at Rick. The Snake ushered Rick back down the hall and stopped short of where Alex was and veered into a room. The door's hinges were hanging onto the rusty nails for dear life. In the room, Rick feigned a struggle as he was tied to the bedpost.

" That your son, eh? Or is it the gold you're after?" His voice seemed forced. Rick saw panic in his eyes as he backed out the door.
Rick strained to look behind him and saw there was no wall, Alex sat there smiling at his dad, thinking he had figured out this was a game. Next to Alex the Snake sat, with his gun to Alex's head. Rick clenched his teeth and fists, but contained himself, he had faith in Evie. The Snake sneered at Rick.

Behind the corner, merely a shadow, Evelyn heard the rustling and took it as a sign that they were in the Snake's 'hide out'. She took a step out and hesitated, regretting taking a step before checking. She poked her head out and surveyed the hall. Nothing.

She continued down the corridor until she came up to the first door. If she turned she would be in plain site of the Snake. She surveyed the hall for some other way to sneak up on Alex's captor. She grimaced. II have no time for this!/I

She turned back almost running but caught herself and it developed to a fast creep. When she found one, she turned a left corner. Forcing herself to sneak through the hallways was almost unfathomable as she turned repeatedly trying to find her way through this broken down maze of a house.

Evelyn slightly peered over each corner before she proceeded, for one time it proved useful, for she spotted tendrils of smoke linger out from the third turn. Down that hall, Evelyn found the Snake's profile smoking a cigar. She was about to sigh but her relief was daunted when she saw a gun up to her son's head.

Slowly she progressed down the hall. She was astonished at how quiet she had kept, or how feeble the Snake's hearing was. But, then again, no one could hear anything over his fervently tapping foot. Thankfully, Alex didn't regard his mother, because he was looking at Rick, along with the Snake.

A/N: After a long break, I have something! Now that I'm on Summer vacation, the next and final chapter will be up fairly soon. Sorry, this chapter isn't very long, I just wanted to get something out!