Chapter5.
Eventually she reached the bottom of the ladder, and felt rock beneath her feet. Everything was yellow and grey in the light of the torches. They were lit on the wall all the way down the corridor where they now stood. She hadn't thought it was possible but Ethan grinned even wider. He looked... scary. The whole situation was scary. Where was she? And why did he looked so pleased with himself? She raised an eyebrow and looked worried. Ethan spread his arms out wide and turned in a small circle,
"Welcome, welcome!" As if this dingy, damp, cold place was the most wonderful place to be on the planet, he faced Kay and gave a low bow, still grinning furiously. It was getting annoying.
"Urm, thanks." Kay said hesitantly "Welcome to... where, again?" her right arm held the elbow of her left as she looked at Ethan.
Ethan sighed and dropped his hands heavily by his side. To Kay's relief, his irritating smile disappeared too.
"Not easily pleased are you? This is it! The place where I learned all the great stuff, the place where the great things happen, the pinnacle of... greatness.. " It looked like Ethan might start crying from patriotism to the underground tunnel.
"Yes, because that told me everything I needed to know."
Ethan sighed,
"follow me..."
They were walking through the tunnel, an awkwardness settled itself nicely into the air. Kay wondered why she was here. Why she followed this obviously crazy boy, to an underground place, she'd never known existed. If she'd never known about it... then how can anyone else know about it! This insane boy probably lures lonely girls down here all the time! Well then. she thought. This is the day that I'm never seen or heard of again. And this is where I'm going to die. And I walked/climbed here pretty much all by myself. Well done, Kayleigh. Nice one.
She was so lost in this thought it startled her when Ethan finally said something.
"Sorry, I didn't catch that?" She asked, he was probably detailing my own death to me.
"I said, what's you're story?" Oh great, small talk with my future murderer...
"My story?"
"Well, yeah, you're roots, you're family, school? You know," Kay didn't know, it was obvious he wasn't a fan of silence, and although Ethan didn't know it, he is a psychopathic killer, can't realistically expect him to have people skills, these were personal questions. Kay wasn't one for awkward silence, but better than awkward conversation.
"Uh, well, I guess, uh..." She suddenly felt shy about coming from a foster home, maybe she should start with school, but what else was there to say about her life that wasn't embarrassing, or boring? She drew a deep breath "My family is me, my foster brother, and my foster parents. I go to secondary school
AN: so, so, so sorry this is like a century or something late, v. busy with my A-levels... I'll try and keep the chapters coming, I have a good Idea of what's going to happen, so the next chapter could be up soon...
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emphasis on "could"...