The Warehouse

Oliver could feel fear build up with every step he took. He knew every inch took him closer to rescuing Lisa, but it also took him closer toward being discovered. After what seemed like years to him, he and Eb finally reached Lisa's side. He came around to the front of the chair so she could see him.

At the first sight of him, Lisa's eyes filled with joy and she opened her mouth to say something, but Oliver quickly silenced her. She nodded in understanding and Oliver signaled her to follow him. Lisa quietly rose from her chair and tiptoed after Oliver and Eb toward the open door. They were only a few feet away from freedom when a strong gust of wind overpowered the doorstopper and caused the door to slam shut. Paul and the guards whirled around to find the source of the sound and spotted them.

"Run," Oliver heard Joseph exclaim, but it was too late. Paul and the guards began charging toward them at full force.

Oliver, Eb, and Lisa stood frozen to their spots, stumped as to what to do next. Oliver was sure they were doomed until he heard the front and side door burst open. In came Mr. Drucker, Mr. Kimball, Mr. Haney, Mr. Trendall, and Mr. Kiley, the back up troops. They were carrying shovels, rakes, and other odd weapon devices and charged toward the guards in attack. Soon, each guard was locked in a battle with one of Oliver's men, including Joseph.

Oliver was amazed to see that, despite strength and size difference, his friends were doing quiet well in their fights. They used their unlikely weapons in creative ways to fend off the blows of the strong guards and even got in a few blows of their own. He began to think that they just might win after all. Those hopes quickly faded away when he saw Paul running towards them, a crazed anger flashing in his eyes. Paul was on a direct path towards Lisa, but Oliver cut him off. Soon, Oliver was locked in his own battle with Paul.

"Get Lisa out of here," Oliver yelled to Eb as he tried to fend of Paul's crazy swings. Eb nodded and grabbed Lisa by the hand. They ran to the back door and tried to open it, but because of the slam it took thanks to the wind, it was stuck. Eb then began to lead Lisa to an alternate means of escape.

Eb and Lisa managed to avoid the various fights going on around them and make it halfway to the door on the left side of the warehouse, but suddenly, someone side-swiped Eb and knocked him to the ground. Eb looked up to see that one of the guards had managed to temporarily immobilize Mr. Kiley and had moved on to Eb. The guard attacked Eb and soon they were rolling around the floor in a fight. Lisa was alone.

She looked around at all the fights and felt panic rise within her. She knew that she wasn't going to be able to help any of the men in their battles. She had no choice but to escape and find help.

Meanwhile, the battle between Oliver and Paul was getting intense. Oliver was a strong man and managed to get in some good blows to Paul, but Paul happened to be bigger and stronger than him. Paul delivered a crushing blow to Oliver's chin, knocking him senseless to the ground. He then pulled out a hand gun from a box that Paul and the guards had been storing the weapons and made his way toward Lisa.

Lisa was just about to reach the door when she heard the click of a gun cocking come directly from behind her. She turned around to see Paul standing in the middle of the warehouse with a gun pointing directly at her. She looked around for a quick escape, but realized she had no where to run.

A few ways away, Oliver shook his head as if to clear his mind. The blow to his chin had caused him to black out for a second and he was barely coming to. He looked up and gasped in horror as he saw Paul pointing a gun toward his wife. "Lisa," he exclaimed. She looked toward him with terror filled eyes but stayed frozen to her spot. Paul seemed oblivious to the sound of his voice. He kept his hatred-filled gaze on Lisa.

Oliver rose from the floor and began to run toward Paul. He had to tackle Paul, distract him, throw himself in front of the gun, anything to keep Lisa from getting hurt. But before he could reach them, a strong, vise-like grip wrapped around his wrist. He had no choice but to watch in fear as Paul moved his finger to the trigger.

"Say goodnight, doll face," he said with an evil sneer on his face. Oliver felt his heart stop as Paul squeezed the trigger.

A shot that echoed throughout the warehouse rang out, and then there was silence.