"That's a mighty interesting tale," he remarked after she had finished.
Kim remained silent as the man pondered her strange story. The minutes dragged on and on, finally Kim couldn't stand it anymore.
"I know it sounds crazy,"she said, "But, its true." The man stood up and walked over to Kim, he held out his hand to her.
"Before we do anything," he said, "I think we should at least know each-other's names." "Don't you think ?"he asked. Kim nodded and took his hand.
"Kim," she said.
"Tom," he replied. They hurried outside and called a cab to Max's apartment. She knew it was a risky move for the men might be waiting for her there, but she had to know that Max was alright. The stairs seemed to drag on and on 'till finally they reached the top. The door was busted open and when they stepped through things were scattered everywhere. Kim raced through the apartment checking in every room, every closet, and every corner. The last place to check was the fire escape. Kim was hesitant to go out there for fear of what she might see. The window was still open and Kim stepped through. Blood covered the rail and a piece of Max's shirt was caught in the grate. She bent down to retrieve the scrap of material. When she straightened up she saw that a note was pinned to the other side.
"Kim,
If you're reading this meet me at the cemetery on the outskirts of town at 11 p.m. I will be waiting.
Max"
Kim trembled with relief, "He's alive" she thought, "Thank goodness."
"Kim",said Tom, "Everything okay?"
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and went back inside.
"He's alive,"she cried.
"How do you know?"he asked. She handed him the piece of material reluctantly because it was the only thing she had of him. He read the note quickly and gave it back. She held it to her chest and let a few happy tears escape. They hurried back down the staircase and out to the waiting cab. It was almost eleven they had to hurry. She didn't want to miss Max. The road to the cemetery seemed darker according to Tom for Kim would have had no idea. The gates of the cemetery were covered in grime and the vines twisted and tangled through it. The trees barely clinging to life loomed over the gate. They stepped out of the car and Tom paid the driver. Before Tom stepped away from the cab he leaned in and whispered something to the driver. Tom backed away from the cab as it sped away,back the way they came. Kim was so desperate to find Max she didn't see anything unusual about this. They approached the gate together and stared up at it's imposing front. Kim stepped closer and stared depressingly at the huge iron lock on the front.
"It's locked",she said softly. With-ought a word Tom approached the gate, pulled out some mini pliers, and snapped the lock off. "How did you do that?"Kim asked amazed.
"Simple, the lock was pretty weak,didn't take much,"he said. Tom opened the gate and motioned for Kim to follow behind. The place looked like no one had been here for years. Pretty much, all the headstones were unreadable and there was moss and other disgusting things growing everywhere. Up ahead she could see the form of a man slumped up against one of the deteriorating head stones. Kim ran at full speed to where he sat. "Max!" she cried and kissed him full on the mouth. He managed to open his eyes and stared into Kim's.
"Kim",he whispered shakily, "You need to get out of here."
"What do you mean?"she asked, "Come on lets get you out of here." "I met up with and old friend, he's going to help us,"she told him.
"You don't understand,"Max tried to say again but she cut him off.
"Don't worry everything will be okay,"she tried to convince him.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that,"said a voice from behind her. Kim slowly turned hoping her ears had deceived her.
"Tom?"she asked, "What are you doing?" Tom was standing there pointing a shotgun aimed right at Kim's chest. "Put the gun down,"she tried to tell him but didn't seem to be doing much convincing.
"I don't think you will have much luck with that,"said a new voice. "He only does what I tell him to." She turned around as Mr. Drake stepped out into the open.