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Chapter seven...
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Piper's heart beats seemed to follow the beeping of the bomb. She kept track of how many beeps there were. 120 beeps were what she had counted so far. A minute had passed, as there were two beeps a second. 130 beeps. Piper felt as if she would explode from the fear coursing through her veins. She never knew that someone could have so much emotion at once, and she never wanted to experience the feeling again. If she would live that long, that is. 140 beeps.
Suddenly, Piper heard another rhythmic sound, apart from the dreadful beeps. Were those... footsteps? "Check in there!" she heard someone shout. Yes, they were footsteps, and they were heading closer and closer. Also, judging by the voice, it wasn't Bob or Fred. They were her rescuers. At least, if they could get her out in time.
CRREEAAKK! A door opened, one that seemed extremely close. "Found her!" she heard a different man shout, and footsteps hurried over to where she was sitting. She felt someone reach around her head, and unknot her blindfold. It fell off of her face and onto the floor. But, she hadn't seen that, just felt that. As soon as light flooded into her eyes, she closed them again. It hurt them to actually see after such a long time in the dark.
Piper then heard some more footsteps head her way, and felt someone fiddle with the bomb on her chest, and other hands, ripping the duct tape off her feet and hands. The gag was also removed from her mouth, and she tried to open her eyes, but ended up blinking furiously. But, this time, she could actually move her hands up to rub her eyes and try to make herself actually see.
"You have to get out of here." Piper said, after a few seconds of futilely attempting to make herself see anything. "The bomb-" "Is going to go off in three minutes, we know." another man said. She felt hands fiddle with the straps that kept the bomb on her chest, and it was lifted off of her. "Take her out of here, Mr. Bennett." one of the previous men stated. Piper guessed that all three men were police officers, or FBI agents. She didn't really know which.
Piper felt a hand reach out and grab her arm, pulling her up to a standing position. Within all the chaos, Piper had forgotten about her broken ankle. But, the new position made her remember quite quickly. She instantly pulled her right foot off of the ground. "My ankle..." she started weakly. She couldn't believe how raspy and dry her voice was. It seemed as if over twelve hours of not eating, drinking, or really using her jaw except for a few precious minutes had impacted her speech abilities.
Luckily, though, that was all that needed to be said. Piper felt the man who pulled her up wrap his arms around her, and support her as they started easing themselves away from the hectic scene. 'Wait... Victor." Piper thought, her brain finally making the connection between the name that the officer said and the expensive cologne she was smelling. The man helping her out of the building was her father.
Piper's heart leapt a bit. She was incredibly happy to be in her father's arms again. She didn't know if she would ever see him again. Not that she wanted to see HIM, exactly, but she wanted to be in the arms of someone familiar. It would bring a bit of comfort to her to see someone she actually knew, and that she knew didn't want to kill her.
As the two were easing their way through the building, Piper was slowly regaining her eyesight. She could see darkness almost all around her, but she was sure that what she was seeing was real. It was night. She had really been there for hours and hours. Her father turned her into another corridor. Yes, he did turn her. He was basically carrying her, as she was too weak to really walk. She was stiff from the restraints, and weak from the lack of nourishment. The broken ankle didn't help.
"It's gonna blow!"
Victor began hurrying up when they heard the voice shriek the warning. Piper, still only half aware of what was going on around her, felt herself placed on something hard, wooden. She looked wearily around at what she was sitting on, and noticed that it had wheels. . She looked ahead, and saw that there was some light some fifty feet down the hallway. She barely caught a glimpse of her father when he pushed her down the corridor.
She sped down the hallway, taking barely five seconds to head down the entire thing. She was quickly outside, and onto the small landing that led to the door that she had just come out of. The landing was about a story high, and had a railing. The thing that Piper was on hit the railing, and she went flying over it. She flew about thirty feet, and hit a dumpster across the street. She harshly landed on the floor.
Piper mustered up all her strength to lift herself up and look at the building. Two seconds past, and then there was a deafening BANG!
The windows of the old warehouse blew forward, and pieces of wall and roof went flying. There was fire everywhere. Sirens could be heard in the distance. Piper put her hand over the large piece of glass stuck in her shoulder, and stared at the fiery mass in front of her.
"No." she whispered, before falling unconscious.
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AN: Aren't I evil? Oh, well. It had to happen. It leads perfectly into what I have planned next... You'll have to read what it is, but I think that you probably have a guess! Please review! 61 people are on my Author Alert list! You guys should review!
