Author's Note: Sorry for the delay. I've been swamped with homework, and studying for exams, and such. I'll update as soon as I can.
Chapter 3
I gathered up my flock, and we headed through the outdoor tunnels, that were still covered in fresh rain. Probably because it was still raining, but I digress. There were doors, and turns all around us, and we really did know where to check. We have to split up. I thought. It seemed to be the only way to thoroughly check everywhere.
"No. We can't split up. Something bad happens every time we split up." Angel. She read my mind. That was one sly little six year old. Well, seven year old. Her birthday was yesterday. As a present, we were making the transition from three hotel rooms, to one apartment. It had four bedrooms, and it was going still going to max out the Max card.
"I understand how you feel, sweetie, but if we don't, we'll never find them in time. We might take the time to check everywhere together, only to find that they're not here anymore." I said, trying to reason with her. But if she used her mind control on me, resistance would be futile.
"No, they're still here. Or, at least, Gazzy is. I hear his thoughts, but no erasers. His thoughts are coming from…over there." She said. She seemed to be in somewhat of a trance, and she held her arm out, pointing to the left, around a corner. I led the way down the hall, still getting soaked from the hurricane-worthy rain. As a matter of fact, it wasn't just rain, there was also fierce wind. (A.N.I'm Tyra!)
"He doesn't know where he is. He can see. He's outside, but surrounded by walls. On one wall, there's a door. He doesn't want to get up. His ankle hurts, but he doesn't think it's broken. Sprained, maybe. He gets up, and walks to the door." Angel said, telling us Gazzy's thoughts. I was starting to think this was way weird. Why would the erasers just leave him here with a sprained ankle? Just then, I heard a noise. A muffled cry. Gazzy.
"Gazzy! Stay where you are! Is the door locked?" I yelled, hoping he heard me.
"Max? Where are you? Uh, yeah, it's locked. I think I sprained my ankle." Gazzy yelled. He was obviously shocked to hear from us, his voice was pretty high.
"We're gonna kick the door in, hold on!" I cried, making my way to the door that he was behind. The flock followed. I let Fang take this one, he was the strongest of us, and this door looked pretty tough. Just as he was making his way to the front of our mini-crowd, we were jump by nearly one hundred erasers. I knew it had to be a trap! I knew where they were taking us; the Institute. The headquarters for failed experiments.