Shape Shifters
Gothic: Well, I used a bit of help from Microsoft Word this time. I'm using the bold, italics, and underline tags, as well as spelling and grammar. Thanks to all who reviewed, it means a lot to me. Hopefully, all my stories will be done in Word now. Oh, and I don't own it, so don't sue me.
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Trip and Lucas led the way down the corridor. As they approached the double doors at the end, the tension ran through everyone. Trip swished a card down through the hole, and the doors slid open. Then, Trip carefully held his eye up to the solid wall they were facing. It scanned his eye with a hidden laser, and the wall fell downwards into the floor. They stepped through, and were led by two officers to the cells.
"Keep quiet." Whispered Trip. "Some of them can hear you, and make a terrible struggle to get out. It takes at least 2 hours to calm some of them down."
"Jen doesn't do that, - does she?" Max was clearly curious.
"No, but she does rattle things about a bit. Everyone tries to get out, - some are just wiser than others."
They came to a block of 5 cells. They had the same appearance as toilet doors. You couldn't see into the cells and see the prisoners inside. They also had mainly the same size as toilets, but were slightly bigger.
"You see that middle cell there? That's the one Jen's in." Lucas was attempting to keep his voice low, but didn't get very far.
A scratching came at the middle door instantly. Whimpers, similar to those of a cat or dog could be heard. Everyone stared, as Jen attempted to get past the door, desperate to see her visitors, unable to get through.
"So. You've found out then." They turned to see Alex standing there, looking grim as ever. He swept past them, and angrily smashed his fist against the cell door. A high-pitched whimper called out for help, as the scratching died instantly.
"What did you do that for?" Cole called out in annoyance. "She sounds lonely, being locked up in that place."
"Shh! Don't disturb the other prisoners!" Trip hissed. Jen gave another lonely whimper, - causing Alex to bash his fist against the solid steel door. Thankfully, no others heard them, but it was dreadful hearing her pain and misery.
They exited from the sad building, and proceeded along in silence. Cole seemed especially quiet, as Alex had given him an ear bashing before he left. He had though, promised they could at least see Jen in person, (well actually from behind a solid glass wall..) at some point.
Everyone was depressed that evening. The girls were currently staying with Katie, whereas Trip had Cole, Merrick, and Danny, and Lucas, Max, Wes and Eric. Wes stared up into the starry heavens, wondering if he would ever see Jen again.
The screams from inside jolted him out of his thoughts.
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Gothic: Next chappie up as soon as I write it! Currently, I am working on cliff hangers, punctuation and plots. ( i.e.: What will happen to Jen? What has happen inside to disturb Wes?) All will be revealed soon!
Gothic: Well, I used a bit of help from Microsoft Word this time. I'm using the bold, italics, and underline tags, as well as spelling and grammar. Thanks to all who reviewed, it means a lot to me. Hopefully, all my stories will be done in Word now. Oh, and I don't own it, so don't sue me.
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Trip and Lucas led the way down the corridor. As they approached the double doors at the end, the tension ran through everyone. Trip swished a card down through the hole, and the doors slid open. Then, Trip carefully held his eye up to the solid wall they were facing. It scanned his eye with a hidden laser, and the wall fell downwards into the floor. They stepped through, and were led by two officers to the cells.
"Keep quiet." Whispered Trip. "Some of them can hear you, and make a terrible struggle to get out. It takes at least 2 hours to calm some of them down."
"Jen doesn't do that, - does she?" Max was clearly curious.
"No, but she does rattle things about a bit. Everyone tries to get out, - some are just wiser than others."
They came to a block of 5 cells. They had the same appearance as toilet doors. You couldn't see into the cells and see the prisoners inside. They also had mainly the same size as toilets, but were slightly bigger.
"You see that middle cell there? That's the one Jen's in." Lucas was attempting to keep his voice low, but didn't get very far.
A scratching came at the middle door instantly. Whimpers, similar to those of a cat or dog could be heard. Everyone stared, as Jen attempted to get past the door, desperate to see her visitors, unable to get through.
"So. You've found out then." They turned to see Alex standing there, looking grim as ever. He swept past them, and angrily smashed his fist against the cell door. A high-pitched whimper called out for help, as the scratching died instantly.
"What did you do that for?" Cole called out in annoyance. "She sounds lonely, being locked up in that place."
"Shh! Don't disturb the other prisoners!" Trip hissed. Jen gave another lonely whimper, - causing Alex to bash his fist against the solid steel door. Thankfully, no others heard them, but it was dreadful hearing her pain and misery.
They exited from the sad building, and proceeded along in silence. Cole seemed especially quiet, as Alex had given him an ear bashing before he left. He had though, promised they could at least see Jen in person, (well actually from behind a solid glass wall..) at some point.
Everyone was depressed that evening. The girls were currently staying with Katie, whereas Trip had Cole, Merrick, and Danny, and Lucas, Max, Wes and Eric. Wes stared up into the starry heavens, wondering if he would ever see Jen again.
The screams from inside jolted him out of his thoughts.
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Gothic: Next chappie up as soon as I write it! Currently, I am working on cliff hangers, punctuation and plots. ( i.e.: What will happen to Jen? What has happen inside to disturb Wes?) All will be revealed soon!