Buried by Daniel Willcocks

Author:Daniel Willcocks
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Devil's Rock Publishing
Published: 2020-07-14T16:00:00+00:00

6

CODY TREBECK

“I’m thirsty.”

They sat under the glow of a single naked lightbulb, the milky yellow light barely strong enough to illuminate the many nooks and crannies of the janitor’s storage closet. Rows upon rows of chemical bottles, plastic containers, and tools sat on metal racks, each one with stickers detailing the various hazards of the substances contained inside.

Kyle chuckled at Travis, glad to see that he was somewhat conscious, even if the most he could do was sit with his back to the bare stone wall and hang his head. “There’s plenty in here to drink. What’s your poison of choice?”

“That’s not funny,” Sophie said. Beside her sat Amy, arms folded and as silent as a specter since they had made it downstairs and the banging had stopped. Cody and Brandon sat across from them, with Kyle keeping Travis company across the far wall. “You’d think after all that happened up there, you’d have an ounce of concern for your so-called buddy.”

“Shut your mouth, whore.”

Amy’s eyebrows raised, but her eyes didn’t. Sophie flushed red. Cody sighed. “Come on, Kyle. Is that really necessary? We’re stuck down here together for who-knows-how-long, can’t we at least be civil?”

He briefly met Sophie’s eyes. A silent ‘Thank you,’ passed between them.

“Fuck that,” Kyle scoffed. “I should never have invited you guys out here. Much less fatty boy over there. If me and King were solo, we could’ve just run back before the shit hit the fan instead of worrying about you morons.”

“Sure. Tell yourself that,” Sophie said. “Whatever you need to believe.”

Cody’s eyes lingered on the metallic staircase, wondering what the hell their next steps would be. The creatures had banged on that metal door for the best part of twenty minutes before they finally silenced. At one point it seemed as though there was enough power in their attack to break the door down, but miraculously it held fast. It had now been close to an hour since their descent into the underground closet, and Cody had to admit that he was thirsty, too. What he wouldn’t give for a glass of water.

Kyle rose to his feet and crossed to a wooden desk tucked in a crevice beneath the stairs. He rolled the office chair towards him, sat down, and pressed the power button of an ancient Windows computer. “Hey, this must be Davidson’s computer. Reckon I can find a folder filled with all of his paedo porn?”

“He’s not a paedo,” Brandon said, mouth dry, voice cracking. His eyes were barely open as he struggled to fight sleep.

“Me think the lady doth protest too much.” Kyle span towards Brandon. “How much has Davidson paid to keep you quiet, eh? How much does a fiddle cost these days?”

Sophie put her hands either side of her head and rose to her feet, growling in frustration. “Jesus Christ, Kyle. I knew you were a dickhead deep down, but this is intolerable. Leave the poor guy alone, won’t you? How about we play the quiet game and you shut your mouth until we can figure out what we’re going to do to get out of here.

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