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Authors: Angelique Jones
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his family had not been left behind. That my sisters and I would not become a replacement family, but an extension of the one that he already had. Stepping forward to stand next to Tristian, I saw the grateful look in his father’s eyes at my action. He had nothing to be grateful for––Tristian was my friend and for good or evil I stood by those I loved and would protect them with a fierceness the likes of which even the government could not stop.
Without another word or glance back, Crowley left, leaving a void in his wake. No one spoke as we listened to the tick of the clock counting the time. As the chimes of the clock rung out, it was time to go. The factories had let out and the streets would be packed, so no one would notice our movements, we would just be faces in the crowd. Gathering together, we made our way out with Tristian leading the way and me bringing up the rear, the girls safely between us. It took us twenty minutes to reach the alley near the cavern entrance that we had to hide in. Tensely, we waited as soldiers lounged near its entrance, until finally what we were waiting for happened. Alarms sounded––a large brawl was happening one street over, our distraction.
Between this and the meeting of the Elders, the soldiers would be stretched thin. We wouldn’t get a better chance. Making sure that the soldiers that had just left their posts were really gone, Tristian and I each grabbed one of the girls’ arms and ran. Terror gave me speed, pulling a slow Tina behind me who kept looking over her shoulder. Finally reaching the small door next to the large metal gates of the cavern, we pushed it open, rushing inside. Total blackness engulfed us as our labored breath echoed in the darkness. I could hear Tristian as he fumbled with his bag, searching for a light. The girls had just started to whimper when a light began to glow from his hand. The small light made no dent in the darkness, just allowed us to see one another’s terrified faces. Keeping a hand on Tina, I groped through the air until I found Josie’s, causing her to jump.
Dragging them behind me, I moved forward until I was flush with Tristian. Nudging my chin straight ahead, he turned to see what I saw. A sliver of light so thin you would think you imagined it winked at us from the distance. Nodding that he understood, he turned to the girls, raising his finger to his lips for silence before turning toward the phantom light and beginning our journey through the Cavern of Death. Fear is a living thing; I know because if I had gave myself to it, it would have strangled me. Focusing on the light that grew as we journeyed farther in, I blocked everything else from my mind, tightening my grips on the girls to silence the sounds they were making. I don’t know how long it took to reach the source of the light, but in inky blackness it had seemed like hours. Every step we took I expected a hand to reach out and pull me in, trapping me in this wretched place. Relief coursed through me when I saw the light was coming from under a door, there was a way out, and we wouldn’t be trapped here wandering aimlessly in the dark forever.
As Tristian opened the well-oiled door, light rushed in, blinding us. Quickly, he closed it, partially to give our eyes time to adjust and to hide us from passing eyes. Waiting until he received nods from everyone, he pulled it open enough to check for people. Seeing no one, he motioned for us to follow. Keeping the girls behind me, we joined him on the grated walkway the door opened to. Machines and vats filled the huge space, but that wasn’t what caught and held our gazes. What held our horrified gazes were the bodies hanging on hooks high in the air, level to us, swinging in the air from the large fans that blew on them before being released into the bin below.
The moans ripped my attention away from the scene in front of me. Leaping toward their retreating forms, I grabbed Josie, covering her mouth with my hand,
Without another word or glance back, Crowley left, leaving a void in his wake. No one spoke as we listened to the tick of the clock counting the time. As the chimes of the clock rung out, it was time to go. The factories had let out and the streets would be packed, so no one would notice our movements, we would just be faces in the crowd. Gathering together, we made our way out with Tristian leading the way and me bringing up the rear, the girls safely between us. It took us twenty minutes to reach the alley near the cavern entrance that we had to hide in. Tensely, we waited as soldiers lounged near its entrance, until finally what we were waiting for happened. Alarms sounded––a large brawl was happening one street over, our distraction.
Between this and the meeting of the Elders, the soldiers would be stretched thin. We wouldn’t get a better chance. Making sure that the soldiers that had just left their posts were really gone, Tristian and I each grabbed one of the girls’ arms and ran. Terror gave me speed, pulling a slow Tina behind me who kept looking over her shoulder. Finally reaching the small door next to the large metal gates of the cavern, we pushed it open, rushing inside. Total blackness engulfed us as our labored breath echoed in the darkness. I could hear Tristian as he fumbled with his bag, searching for a light. The girls had just started to whimper when a light began to glow from his hand. The small light made no dent in the darkness, just allowed us to see one another’s terrified faces. Keeping a hand on Tina, I groped through the air until I found Josie’s, causing her to jump.
Dragging them behind me, I moved forward until I was flush with Tristian. Nudging my chin straight ahead, he turned to see what I saw. A sliver of light so thin you would think you imagined it winked at us from the distance. Nodding that he understood, he turned to the girls, raising his finger to his lips for silence before turning toward the phantom light and beginning our journey through the Cavern of Death. Fear is a living thing; I know because if I had gave myself to it, it would have strangled me. Focusing on the light that grew as we journeyed farther in, I blocked everything else from my mind, tightening my grips on the girls to silence the sounds they were making. I don’t know how long it took to reach the source of the light, but in inky blackness it had seemed like hours. Every step we took I expected a hand to reach out and pull me in, trapping me in this wretched place. Relief coursed through me when I saw the light was coming from under a door, there was a way out, and we wouldn’t be trapped here wandering aimlessly in the dark forever.
As Tristian opened the well-oiled door, light rushed in, blinding us. Quickly, he closed it, partially to give our eyes time to adjust and to hide us from passing eyes. Waiting until he received nods from everyone, he pulled it open enough to check for people. Seeing no one, he motioned for us to follow. Keeping the girls behind me, we joined him on the grated walkway the door opened to. Machines and vats filled the huge space, but that wasn’t what caught and held our gazes. What held our horrified gazes were the bodies hanging on hooks high in the air, level to us, swinging in the air from the large fans that blew on them before being released into the bin below.
The moans ripped my attention away from the scene in front of me. Leaping toward their retreating forms, I grabbed Josie, covering her mouth with my hand,
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