Society
You jump in suprise and nod. You notice shes still pale and you hoist her up, your arms snaked under her arms. She leans on you and you make your way to the elevator quickly. You press down the button and you start to move down towards the basement.
Suddenly you hear nothing as the entire building shakes. The elevator shudders to a stop and the lights go out. There is nothing. You feel a hand in your pocket and panic, slapping your hand down. Suddenly your cellphone lights up the elevator. Art stands shaking in the corner closest to you. Her forehead is streaked with blood. Her pale red lips are moving in pronounced movements and her eyes are wide and dilated. Her whole slim frame shakes as she convulses slightly from the adrenaline pulsing through her system.
With a loud pop you can hear.
"-Bombing the school!" Art shouts.
"I can hear you" You quickly say. The phone turns off.
"Its dead"
You swallow hard. No communication. Your phones flat. Shit.
You crouch down, your stomach heaving. You try not to vomit.
Suddenly there a crackling noise and the lights come on, dim and orange.
"Generator" Art says to your wild stare.
You nod and stand looking around the elevator.
As you are about to ask if it will start again, the elevator grates down.
The doors opens a crack before the power cuts again.
You walk up to the crack to start forcing it open.
Suddenly a hand reaches in, the fleash peeling off its knuckles.
You lift up a leg and kick it at an angle, breaking the wrist. Bone scratches the silver walls.
The hand is withdrawn.
Your adrenaline and tetestrone kick into fourth gear.
Suddenly you hear nothing as the entire building shakes. The elevator shudders to a stop and the lights go out. There is nothing. You feel a hand in your pocket and panic, slapping your hand down. Suddenly your cellphone lights up the elevator. Art stands shaking in the corner closest to you. Her forehead is streaked with blood. Her pale red lips are moving in pronounced movements and her eyes are wide and dilated. Her whole slim frame shakes as she convulses slightly from the adrenaline pulsing through her system.
With a loud pop you can hear.
"-Bombing the school!" Art shouts.
"I can hear you" You quickly say. The phone turns off.
"Its dead"
You swallow hard. No communication. Your phones flat. Shit.
You crouch down, your stomach heaving. You try not to vomit.
Suddenly there a crackling noise and the lights come on, dim and orange.
"Generator" Art says to your wild stare.
You nod and stand looking around the elevator.
As you are about to ask if it will start again, the elevator grates down.
The doors opens a crack before the power cuts again.
You walk up to the crack to start forcing it open.
Suddenly a hand reaches in, the fleash peeling off its knuckles.
You lift up a leg and kick it at an angle, breaking the wrist. Bone scratches the silver walls.
The hand is withdrawn.
Your adrenaline and tetestrone kick into fourth gear.