Own it not
Ron and I fell pretty far. We ended up in a pit filled with water. How original. But it wasn't this that was bothering me. It was Tim. God, how could anybody do that to a little kid? It made me sick.
"Kim? Got a plan?" Ron's voice came from behind me and I turned around to find him treading water, looking at me with pity.
"Yeah." I said. It was the way we always got out of pits. I reached into my-my backpack was gone.
It had just vanished. Poof. Now you see it, now you don't. "Ron!" I was frantic now, losing energy. I hadn't slept for God-knows how long. "Ron, see if you can find the backpack!"
Ron might not look like much, but he's a great swimmer. He dived down to the bottom and stayed there for an impossibly long time. I started to get worried after a minute and looked around the enclosed space wildly.
A minute and a half.
Two minutes.
Finally, a familiar head broke the surface of the water, gulping air. Ron smiled at me and handed me the backpack. "Your luggage, mon ami?
I took it from him and aimed high. Just as I was about to let the end out, a familiar ring sounded. I reached into my pocket, "Go, Wade."
"Kim, don't use your hairdryer." Great. "I tried some new extensions for it and since it got wet-" I don't want to know how he knew that. "The string will break if too much weight is put on it."
I frowned, how was I supposed to get out of here without my hairdryer. "What if I went up, then Ron came up?" Wade shrugged, so I took that as an okay. "One more thing, where's Jim?"
Wade shifted uncomfortably. "Give me a couple seconds." He tapped eight or nine keys on the keyboard. "In another storage room, about thirteen hundred feet from the top of the pit. Left, straight, right." The directions to get there.
"You rock Wade." I put the Kimmunicator in my pocket. "I'll go first. You come up right behind me." Ron nodded. I pulled the trigger and watched as the familiar black wire shot out. I gave Ron a sad smile before letting it pull me to the top of the cavern. I tossed the object back down to Ron, waited for him, then the two of us started off to find my brother.
Have you ever noticed that the lairs of villains are all basically the same? The hallways are all identical, they're always in the middle of the ocean of on top of a waterfall or at the bottom of the ocean, and they all have an uncanny resemblance to Dr. No's lair. Huh.
Ron and I rounded the last corner. We flew into the room. I didn't care if all the villains in the world were there; I needed to get Jim.
There wasn't anybody in the room. It was empty except for a few boxes in the corner. Ron and I made our may over to the boxes. About halfway across the room, I heard a soft moaning. Somebody was behind those things.
I was right. Lying bound and gagged on a crude mattress was Jim. He had bruises all over, his eyes were shut tight, and the only sign that he was alive was the soft moaning.
What did I get my brothers into?
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