Chapter 4: The door to safety is shut
The sun was setting as the wind was blasting into their unshielded faces. The temperature was –7 degrees Celsius and dropping. The men were stumbling around as if they were lost and confused.
The front gates swung in the gusting winds. Open, Close, Open. Everyone outside seemed to disregard the gate's wild swinging.
Mr. Grish was surveying the mansion-like village through the swinging gates. All the buildings seemed to be interconnected by a small corridor. Zane looked at the papers he was given, and verified the complex's location.
He came to Greenland by plane, and had then trekked on foot ten miles in the freezing wind to his current location, 71W 78N. Zane is currently hiding behind a pile of steel, stone, and ice.
The men had no visible weapons, so Zane assumed them to be civilians. Mr. Grish pulled out his silenced pistol and checked the magazine and chamber for bullets before putting his binoculars and pistol in his heavy fur coat.
Mr. Grish stood up, and began to walk around the pile of rubble. Due to the cold Mr. Grish stepped up his pace, and began to jog towards the gates. As he neared the gates, the wandering men began to notice Zane, but Mr. Grish pressed on.
Of all the things that could happen, he never quite expected this. One of the men confronted him. The man said in flawless Vietnamese, "Tạm ngưng! Đứng im." Being a hit-man it was important to know different languages. Mr. Grish quickly deciphered what the man said. The translation was quite simple, 'Halt! Don't move.'
Mr. Grish had never truly used Vietnamese in his life and was worried that he somehow may accidentally call this man's mother a dog or something, so he said the only sentence he could. "Anh có nói được tiếng anh không." 'Which means do you speak English?'
The man replied with, "Được." which means 'yes.' Zane smiled, greatly relieved. The man continued to speak, but in bad English, "No go in." The man pointed towards the gates. "It have curse of dead. Many die, some live." The man gestured to those surrounding him. "We all live. All others die. No go in." Zane looked into the concern filled face of the man, but pushed him aside. He had to complete his vendetta, even if it killed him.
He walked through the gates, no one stopped him, but everyone eyed him. He entered the doors to the main building, and softly closed the door. The door to safety is shut, there is no turning back.