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Chapter Ten: Released

(Lara's POV)

I sprinted out of the dingy cell, out into a large hallway. There were 2 junctions leading off into other passages, but only one led to the exit. Kurtis finally caught up with me, out of breath and clutching his sides.
"Anyone… got a… a plan?" Kurtis panted, leaning against the wall. I turned around to look at the two corridors.
"Which one, Kurtis?" I asked.
"OK, no plan." He muttered. I rolled my eyes, and caught sight of some dried footprints in mud on the metal treaded floor. I grabbed Kurtis' arms and pulled him along. He groaned and reluctantly dragged his feet.

"Try and make much more noise, why don't you." I muttered, climbing a thin ladder.
"Move." I felt Kurtis hit the back of my calf. I trudged upwards, my grip lessened by the increasing amount of slipperiness on the steps. Every now and the one of us would miss and slip, and would be followed by a series of grunts that echoed off the wet walls.
As I neared the top of the metal ladder, a few rays of sunlight made me squint. They were filtered out though by an iron grate. Everything looked the same in this prison – wet, grey and lifeless. I was sick of it. I pushed the grate upwards, in hopes that it would give way. I pushed harder, but it was useless with only one hand.
"Kurtis, hold onto me a minute." I looked down at him. He looked up at me, flicking his fringe out of his eyes.
"Guessing that's the exit?" Kurtis steadied himself with one hand and reached up to hold me with the other.
"Yep."
I balanced myself carefully, and heaved the grate upwards. It worked this time. I shoved it out the open hole now, and heard it land and slowly slide downwards. I'm guessing this was the roof.

I climbed out and looked down. Nothing too hard to climb down. Kurtis stuck his head on my shoulder, and brought a hand to his forehead to shield his eyes from the sudden light. In the distance, all you could see were trees, sand and a LOT of ocean.