Chapter 7: Hour 7
Sydney walked out minutes after her father was discovered. She was looking; he died, out in the APO headquarters alone. She found the contraption that killed him. It was sick, the signs, the blood, she had to turn back, she couldn't handle it.
"Syd, are you okay." Vaughn said running up and hugging when she rejoined the group.
"Yeah, I just needed to be alone." She said.
"Hey don't worry we'll get through this, the whole thing." Vaughn says.
They share a kiss. He passionately strokes her hair and places his arm on her shoulder. She moves to a corner and sit, he still was comforting her. Nadia was in a separate corner alone, and Tom sat on Sloane's desk, also alone.
"What do we do now?" Tom asked.
"I have no idea, but somebody needs to assume leadership, and I would be glad to." Vaughn said standing up.
"Shouldn't we try to find out who the killer is?" Nadia asks.
"How can we, anybody here could be a killer!" Vaughn says.
Sydney remained silent.
"You know, I'm starting to think Dixon had a good idea, I'm leaving." Tom says getting up and walking to the door.
He turned to Vaughn, "Well leader, aren't you going to say anything?" Tom says.
"I have respect for as a friend, and can't stop you from leaving, so be my guest." Vaughn replied.
Tom stormed out. Sydney looked up at once she heard the door. He was really gone. The whole team was deteriorating, Sydney thought that Nadia would be gone soon as well, leaving her alone with Vaughn. Either one of them could be the killer and being alone was one hell of a disadvantage.
"Are you sure we should let him go?" Nadia said.
"Yeah, it's better this way, he could be the killer, and if not then he's safe either way." Vaughn replies.
"Well now I feel scared to go to the bathroom with him out there." Nadia says.
"We…we could all plan a time to go together." Sydney mumbles.
"Good idea." Vaughn says.
"Okay, how about right now." Nadia says smiling.
"Sorry can't hold it." Nadia continues.
They all got up and slowly walked out. Making there way through the shadows, Sydney's ears sharp. Her and Vaughn waited right outside the door. It took a while and Syd and Vaughn began to worry, but Nadia opened the door completely unharmed. The all made there way across the office.
They were the bathroom across the entire floor. They avoided the close one by Nadia's request, that's where she found her father, Sloane, dead. They finally got to the middle area, surrounded by computers.
"Wait. I thought I heard something." Sydney whispers.
Nobody responded.
She felt around and nobody was by her.
Vaughn had made his way to Sloane's office to find that no one was behind him. He turned and started running back the path he came.
Nadia was alone as well, walking, she whispered: "Guys, guys where are you?" she rose her voice to normal talking way.
Nadia then froze. She moved her hand up to her stomach. She felt a thick liquid and moved it up to her eyes. Her hand was covered in red blood. She felt cold, and that was all she felt as she faded into death. Suddenly another bullet split right through her forehead.
"Sydney!" Vaughn was now yelling.
"Vaughn" she said in a sigh of relief as she ran into him. She was holding him tightly.
"Where's my sister?" Sydney asks.
"I thought she was separated with you." Vaughn replies, a look of misunderstanding wipes across his face.
The lights all flip on, but the lockdown wasn't over. The killer was toying with them.
"It's got to be Nadia or Tom." Vaughn says to Sydney.
"What about me?" Tom says from behind.
The lights then flickered and Sydney's attention was blood trickling down the floor she followed it but the lights then shut down.
"What's going on?" Tom whispered to Vaughn.
"We got separated, where were you?" Vaughn says.
"I snagged this flashlight from Dixon's body." Tom says putting his head down, then turning on the flashlight and waving to show Vaughn.
"Point it over here." Sydney says.
You could tell something was wrong by hearing her scratchy voice. Tom pointed the light only to see Sydney cradling her sister's dead body, crying.
The all went near her and comforted her, as hour seven was fading into the final hour in lockdown.