Claire's Point of View
"Myrnin!" I quickly put my hands around the stake and yanked up as hard as possible. It took two tries but when I got it out, Myrnin almost immediately sat up.
"Ow!"
"Sorry." I looked up at Amelie who was just standing there, glancing from me to Myrnin. "Amelie, it's me. I promise." I glanced around for anything else she could use to try and kill me. I found nothing and helped Myrnin to his feet, but he didn't need it.
"Amelie, when did we meet?" He asked.
"Why does it matter?" She asked.
"Because you threw a stake meant for Claire and you're an inch too tall, also you smell strange. Maybe drop the disguise?"
Amelie was quiet for a moment, then shrugged and just... changed. Right in front of me she changed from Amelie to the guy I had seen with her.
"Good observational skills." He said.
"I don't need them. Amelie's been my friend for over a thousand years... it's pretty easy to spot a disguise." Myrnin said, then threw the guy against the wall and held him by his neck. "Now where is she, and what have you done with her?"
"She's perfectly safe in her little bedroom." He said. "We have been playing games, which sadly Amelie doesn't like."
I didn't wait for him to finish and ran upstairs and along the hall looking for another door.
At the very end, was a door painted the same colour as the wall. Probably if I had been human, I would've missed it completely.
After looking and finding no handle, I tried pushing on the door but it didn't budge.
"Amelie? Amelie it's me, Claire the real Claire. I have Myrnin with me. Are you in there?" I knocked on the door, then banged on it but there was no reply. I sighed and stepped back. I took a kick at the door. The first one didn't dent, so the next kick I put as much force into it as possible. The door dented then. "Amelie, can you hear me?"
I heard a yell from downstairs and a thump. My blood froze for a second, as I ran to the top of the stairs and saw it was Christopher. Relief flooded me. Myrnin looked up,
"Have you found Amelie?" He asked. I shook my head.
"But I think she is in the room at the bottom." Myrnin jumped up and landed right next to me.
"Are you okay?"
"I'll be fine. Just don't touch him." He said, then Myrnin walked to the end of the hall banged on the door.
Amelie's Point of View
I learned against the wall at the opposite end of the door. I kept hearing voices and faint knocks on the door, too fainting for humans to hear. Unless Christopher had come up with some strange mind game, I could only imagine I was being rescued.
I walked up to the door and listened closely.
"Amelie! If your in there, do something or something!" Myrnin said. I stepped back. Myrnin was here. Or Christopher.
"I'm here." I say loudly.
"Claire's here and she has been quite persistent in looking for you." Myrnin continued. He couldn't hear me... Or maybe he's just rambling like he usually does. Christopher couldn't be two people at once... Unless Claire isn't there and this is just another game.
But I really couldn't spend another minute in here. If they thought I wasn't here, they would go away and I would be trapped here. I kicked the door, partly out of frustration and maybe they would hear me. I created a medium sized dent. They must have heard that.
"Amelie! Amelie's in there, we have to get her out!" I heard Claire say. I felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe I would be getting out of here.
"Fine fine, let me just find the key..." Myrnin said. I sighed and leaned against the wall.
"We don't have time!" I heard Claire pull on the handle, but the door didn't budge.
"Well, we don't have any explosives to blast off the door." Myrnin said.
"Maybe that guy has them?"
"I think it would be better if we didn't go and check on him..." Myrnin said. I wouldn't blame you, I thought. I shivered at the memory of the skin to skin contact.
"Why not?"
"He might be dead."
"Myrnin!"
"I said, might be. I wouldn't like to be searching them and he grabs me."
"Just hurry up and open the door..." I said to myself, growing impatient. Claire groaned and I heard her walking away. Myrnin kept searching through, whatever he was searching through. "Myrnin?" I called loudly.
"Don't worry Amelie, Claire's going to get the key." He said.
"Can you hear me?"
Yes, of course I can. Don't worry I think the boy is dead. I did grab his neck is a bit tight."
"I think he's dead," Claire said, coming back. "He isn't moving or breathing."
"Well, he didn't have a heartbeat when I was with him. I think he was dead anyway." Myrnin said. "Did you find the keys?"
"I found this." I stood back from the door as Myrnin tried the key. The lock clicked and the door opened.
"Amelie!" Claire rushed in and hugged me and I tried not to hug back too hard, but in the end I just gave up. I had missed her so much.
"How did you find me?" I asked looking from Claire to Myrnin.
"The hard way. We looked in every warehouse in town." Myrnin said.
I walked out and to the top of the stairs. "Are you sure he's dead?"
"He's not breathing, he didn't have a heartbeat when we were talking and by my calculations, he isn't one of the undead. I think he was already dead." Myrnin shrugged.
"Oliver didn't want to find you. He said that you're my problem not his." Claire said.
"Well, he is like that. You get used to it. Come on let's go. I want to get out of this place." I said, going downstairs. Myrnin cleared his throat. "What?"
"Where's my hug? I helped Claire and I have missed you too!"
Really? "I'll give you one once I get back to Founder's Square." I said, and carried on walking.
"You promise?" He asked.
"I promise." I said.
Finally! The doc didn't save so I had to do it again ): So I apologize if this doesn't sound as good as the last unseen chapter...
So they think it was a bit too easy getting out of there? Heh heh heh...
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