Chapter 139 - Retreat (2/2)
”You'll figure it out when we get back to safety,” his jaw was tight. We saw bodies littered on the floor that led to the cafeteria. Bloody trails on the pristine wall. What the hell happened here? My heart was about to explode in my chest.
-Don't look.
I buried my face in his chest. It was odd to be this close to his silent heart. Before I could ponder over this newfound security bullets were fired when we crossed the door to the large room of the cafeteria. We took cover behind overturned tables and chairs.
”They are blocking the doors,” announced Nicolai. Indeed, in front of the exit door where the horrible event that started it all was blocked by four massive security robots. They were the ones that usually guarded the entrance.
”Come out,” said a voice that boomed from the ceiling. ”Come out,” it repeated. ”You can't escape filthy rats,” Atlas sang in a childish way. Grant peeped over his shoulder at us then turned to his friends.
”I'll charge out and you cover me,” suggested Alter. Grant frowned at him and touched his shoulder when he made a movement to get up.
”No,” he whispered. ”I don't want any more casualties—” Grant didn't have a chance to finish his sentence that a loud blast blow the front tables away. Demos shielded me from the debris. Angry machine guns followed in loops as smoke and yelled clouded the exit.
”What—?” I started. Demos placed his hand over my mouth to quiet me down.
”Liliane Kerry?” called shadow emergy from the dust. I froze, I heard it right. Someone just called my name. I turned to the entrance. Demos pulled me back to safety.
”Who is asking?” replied Grant gripping his gun. The exit was still covered with a thin haze, concealing the figure. There was silence. Grant's friends aimed at the vaguely human form.
”Don't shoot!” said the male voice with hands over his head. ”It's Angus!” Slowly the dust settled and more people appeared around Angus. Some were wearing white lab coats others dressed as civilians. Grant risked a peek over the table. ”You can come out, there are lorries waiting in the parking lot,” he explained. ”We need to hurry, Dr. Laurence is planning handing over the facility to the military. They will arrive shortly and I really don't want to get arrested,” he waved. We quickly got our of our hiding. When I got near him, I got near him I had to ask.
”How did you know I was still here?” Angus grinned.
”Elija called me before they shot him,” Grant and Demos exchanged a knowing look.
”Where was a note in the morgue drawer where I found Demos. It was signed, Elija. I didn't know he died,” the man pressed his lips together.
”Well, we don't have time to mourn our dead, right now. Let's get the hell out of here,” we hopped over the corpses of the robots that were preventing ours from getting out. I was surprised it was pitch black outside. As Angus had explained there was a big military-type lorry with its engine roaring waiting for us. Grant helped me get on and we all squeezed inside.
”Let's roll,” Angus slammed his fist on the side of the lorry and it rattled forward. The wheels squealed as he sped out of the parking lot slamming the fence door in our passage. We were sitting on the hard surface of the body and with each bump on the road, you feel it in your whole body.