[GlacierDragon]

Nice chapter but I would have enjoyed it a little more if my brother hadn't been whining about something.:D

More soon please! If only for me.:D

Thank you. But when you said "I would have enjoyed it a little more if..." I thought you were going to point out something that was wrong with that chapter.

That was a close one. I actually thought Shrown would've been captured or something there. But then there'd be no story. =)
More please.

Thanks!

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Chapter 16

So without any farther hesitation we begin to head back outside. Blege is in a stress, but everyone just ignores him. No one’s bothered to mention anything, but he’s beginning to get on our nerves. The way he automatically became our leaded (though not a good one) has irritated all of us.

At first things go smoothly. We run into no trouble, which worries me more than it should. I just hope that Vykker stays unconscious long enough for us to escape. If he wakes up before then, well, we have a problem.

Zevenk (who is leading us) abruptly stops, allowing us to all trip over each other. I clench my teeth as Blege bumps into my broken arm. He gives me a quick, unapologetic glance before moving out of my way.

Zevenk franticly motions for us to move backwards. We do so, not questioning his motive. Soon we’re hiding behind the door we just came through.

“What’s this –”

“Shhh!” Zevenk cuts Blege off before he can finish his sentence. I open the door slightly and peak through. A Slig guard trudges down the corridor, the mechanic whirring of his legs echoing off the walls. In one hand he has a gun, the other a beer bottle. By his staggering I guess he’s drunk.

“It’s ok,” I whisper. “Looks like he’s been drinking on the job. Blege, what’s wrong?”

Blege, who stands motionless, is staring blankly up at the ceiling. I follow, trying to determine what he’s looking at. And then I see it. In our haste to get away from the guard, we completely forgot about the security camera we had to dodge not minutes ago.

Just as the others realise what’s going on, a high-pitched alarm starts to scream at us. The sudden sound is painfully loud and we al put our hands to our ears.

They know where we are.

“We have to get out of here now!” Creck yells over the alarm.

“You think?” Blege sarcastically replies.

Taking charge, I push the door open and run at the guard. He turns to me, wobbling. He doesn’t raise his weapon so I don’t think he knows who I am, but that doesn’t stop me from punching him in the face. He falls, his beer smashing on the floor. I pick up his gun.

I glance at the others, who aren’t even doing anything. “Well, come on then!” I shout. They run after me as I disappear down another corridor.

On the way in I made sure to memorise which doors we came through, which directions we went, just in case Blege let us down. This time I don’t bother to hide from every security camera we come across. They already know we’re here so it doesn’t matter. When we finally reach the door to the outside world I let Blege take over.

He hastily punches in the code, but the door doesn’t open. He tries again, thinking he got it wrong, and still the door remains shut.

“Oh no,” he whispers.

“What? What’s going on?” I say angrily.

“I forgot all about it. Just in case something like this happens, all emergency exits automatically lock. The only way to open them is to use a special authorisation pass, which most of the guards are equipped with.”

“Let’s just go back to that guy you knocked out and steal his pass,” Creck suggests.

“No, it’s too late. We have to get out now,” I interrupt. Pushing past Blege, I smash the key lock with the butt of my gun. Electricity crackles and the door awkwardly slides open half way. It’s still raining outside, even more heavily than before.

“Or we can just do that,” Creck mumbles.