A/N Forgive me, it's short. I know. But it's a double update today. Still, let me know what you think about this chapter? :)
"Helen" I screeched while turning to the silent girl "please, I need you to help me" remaining in silence, Helen just stared at me as if it wasn't processing through her brain "Helen. I know we don't talk and we don't know each other, but if you don't let me out; they'll kill her…"
Pushing at the handcuff on my wrist, I tried to squeeze my hand through it but Erik had made it incredibly tight. I swear it was cutting circulation off. Wriggling around, I huffed and puffed at the contraption on my wrist. Moving to pull again, a slender pale hand with sores had reached to stop me. Looking up, Helen had gotten up from her bed. Making swift and unnerving work of the restraint, I had immediately flung from the bed "Where is she?" Helen whispered.
"Come on" tugging the frail girl by the wrist toward the door, we both rushed out of the room and down the hallway. Running down the path, we twisted and turned. Thankfully, Gregov's medical room didn't have any gates between there and our room "it's just down here" I said encouragingly.
Turning the last corner, I burst through the door of Gregov's medical room to see nothing but the man himself; standing over an empty and bloodied gurney. Turning at the sudden intrusion, Gregov didn't look at all surprised by us being here "And how did you manage to get out?" he questioned. Feeling Helen's presence of warmth come from behind, Gregov nodded "well, this is a surprise. You managed to coax the mute into your master plan"
"Where is she?" I uttered as my chest started to constrict with fear of Laura's life "where did Erik take her?"
"You already know the answer to that little dove" sighing Gregov added "go back to your room. There's nothing you can do to save your friend. She's gone to a place neither you nor I can reach…go. Before he finds you're missing" feeling my fist tighten, I looked down at my swollen stomach as it protruded from my white shirt. Still just a bump, it wasn't anything too difficult to handle. Not as big as I knew it was going to get.
Thinking, a second had past when something absolutely absurd had entered my mind. An idea I would never think about trying before, but was very much considering now. Looking up at Gregov, i couldn't help but realize he's is just a frail, old man like Erik had said. It would be so easy to get the upper hand with the two of us, both stronger and faster from the babies that grow inside of us. Turning around Gregov had gone back to whatever he was doing, and I had turned to Helen. Communicating a silent message, she nodded her head at the unheard plan.
Looking around, I tried to find something I could use. Anything. Finding a pair of surgical scissors, I picked them up. Not wasting precious time, I rushed forward and plunged them into the side of his neck. Gasping, Gregov had swung his hand around along with his body. Striking me in the head in a flurry, I had been knocked to the ground; but Helen had quickly jumped to action. Taking a scalpel from the same metal tray, she had gone forward and started to repeatedly stab Gregov in the chest.
Using the cover, I got up from my position on the floor. Looking at the puddle of blood that had spewed onto the floor from his wounds. Me and Helen both watched as Gregov dropped to his knees, holes in his shirt and throat as he gargled crimson red all over. Finally collapsing silent and still, I collected myself.
Squatting down, I patted his body down until I found the I.D card in his breast pocket. Clutching it firmly, I looked around before pulling Helen by the sleeve of her shirt; leaving a red blotchy in print from the blood on my hands "Come on. We need to go now" running as fast as we both could, we had swiped our way through several gates before we ran down the forbidden hallway.
Every pounding step we took, the darkness began to consume over the light. This is a dangerous place I thought to myself, but it's the only option we have. I've stepped us over a boundary that can't be undone. This is our only hope. Swiping the I.D card, I pulled open the metal door. Stepping through, I had realised Helen had frozen; still in the hallway. Afraid to go and further.
"Helen, please. We need to go. We don't know if someone has found Gregov yet" feeling the panic in my voice, I held out my hand patiently "trust me, please, trust me. This is the only way" standing for a few precious seconds, Helen had rested her hand in my own. Tugging gently, the metal door had clicked shut behind her and we began to jog our way down the wet concrete floor; the lights flickering from above.
"How do you know he's here?" muttered Helen.
"I don't. But Gregov told me this is where he was kept. It's just a chance we have to take" slowly as we came closer to the room that held much pain in memory, I looked through the observation window to see the lights were on, and the soldier wasn't anywhere in sight "he's not here" I said hopelessly. Raking my fingers through my loose hair, Helen had tapped me on the shoulder before pointing down the very end of the hall.
"There" she murmured "he's there" following the direction of her outstretched finger. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I looked down the even darker hallway. A full, thick metal door with a security card device on the side. Stepping closer and closer to the door, a loud thud had echoed making me jump. Looking at Helen and back at the door, I swiped the card.
Hearing a series of metal locks clicking and then the buzz of the door being opened, I pulled. Hearing the groan of metal, the yellow lights flickered on to illuminate a small, cell type room; like the one we used to stay in. Turning, Helen had taken several steps back; too afraid to approach anymore.
Walking further in, I looked at the large metal chair as it sat bolted to the floor. Several thick metal restraints pinning down the man in front of me. Clad in his black uniform, the soldier had the metal mask blocking half of his face; still a mystery. Inching closer, his head was bowed making his brown hair form a sort of curtain around his face "We need to hurry" said Helen from behind making me jump.
Gasping, the soldiers head had snapped up from the unfamiliar voice. Back stepping from the searing gaze of his frozen grey eyes, a frown had formed on his brow in a sort of sneer. Sighing, I knew I didn't have much time "Please help us" I said, not quite knowing how to talk to the man. Watching his eyes roam from the top of my head and down the curvature of my chest; it had firmly landed on the bump of my stomach. Placing my hand against it, I didn't like the way he stared "We need your help. There coming for us"
Hearing him groan, he turned his head and slouched; as if to say this was none of his business "Amelia. I can hear them. There coming" whined Helen as she looked down the hallway to the other door that separated them from us.
"I know. But we won't make it without him" looking at the soldier as he sat in his metal contraption, I sighed "please, I'm going to let you out. All you need to do is help us escape. That's it" not looking up, I added "If you don't do this…there going to kill us…" waiting, the soldier had finally responded. Jerking his metal arm, he glanced down at the restraints. Using this as some type of sign, I quickly started to undo the metal clasps "Helen, help me"
Turning around, she had immediately started working on the other side. Glancing down at Helen, the soldier groaned again at the sight of her stomach. Hearing the metal door down the hall creak open, we had finished in time as the soldier stood from the chair; his arm making a mechanical wiring noise. Watching him stride forward menacingly, me and Helen kept a distance as guards and doctors filed through the door. Taking them down in no time, it was daunting as I watched the soldier break bones and end lives.
Standing still, the soldier stood staring at us. Grabbing Helens hand, we rushed forward to follow him out into the blinding hallway. Keeping up with his massive strides, he made easy work of anyone that had come his way. Twisting through corridors, I had no idea where we were going; but I trusted him to lead the way.
Watching the familiar hallways turn into older and colder structure, I could tell that we were getting closer to the outside. Although this was not the way I remember coming in, it must have been a backdoor entrance. Standing at a single metal door, the soldier turned and held his right hand out to me. Handing him the I.D card, the soldier swiped it before entering a four digit code. Hearing the door click open, we entered into a sort of large basement type room full of large vehicles. Ushering us toward one of them, me and Helen got into the back while he started the engine.
Hearing the rumbling sounds, a rush of more adrenaline had entered my blood stream as he drove out through a tunnel like structure. Then before I knew it, we were outside; the stars shining bright from the night sky "Stay down" he grumbled through his mask.
Doing as he says, me and Helen ducked as the soldier continued to drive past the guards; not a single person bothering to stop him. Instead they let us straight through and soon enough we were in deep thick woods. Once I knew we were clear, me and Helen sat up "Where are you taking us?"
"Somewhere safe. Now be quiet" he ordered, his voice deep and heavy. Leaning back against my seat, I looked over to see Helen shaking as she rocked back and forth; the frozen air penetrating through our thin clothes. Searching around in the truck, I found a thin scratchy blanket in the back. Pulling it over us, I held Helen close to my chest so we could both get warm. This is going to be a long night.