Space Fun 3 by Tom Harem

Author:Tom Harem [Harem, Tom]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-05T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter IV

A few minutes later, Jenna stepped in from the same opening where the man had come from. She passed one foot over his body, and only then the other. She still looked at him and, for a moment, I thought she was going to spit in his face but she didn't do it.

"Well, time to get out of here," Emma said, "Are you sure we're on the right track?"

"Yes, it's this way, isn't it?" Vic asked Jenna.

"Yes, but it won't be easy to get out," Jenna told us, "There are always people at the entrance, waiting exactly for people like us who want to run away," she said.

"What do we do then?" I asked her.

"I'm not sure. It's the only way out. I think the only way is to kill them," she answered me.

Damn it. I wasn't really going to get out of there without killing someone. I was piling up bodies. It was definitely not what I thought I would do when I ran away from home. I wanted new adventures and adrenaline, not to almost become a killer.

"Well, that works for me," Emma said and held the knife, "one more, one less, it won't make any difference, either.

She was exactly the opposite of me. Maybe that was what attracted me most to her. The fact that she acted when I could not, that she was the real embodiment of that part of me that repeatedly reminded me, in my ear, that I had to kill in order to get out of there. Damn it. I wondered if my father had also gone through this. However, I think he edited his diary so as not to contain all his doubts and frustrations. In all the stories where death could become his new companion, he never talks about having to kill anyone. There is always a solution that falls from the skies and real life is not like that. But when I was a child, everything sounded beautiful and even poetic.

We continued our journey; more detours, long brown corridors, crows dancing across the air, some standing there watching us.

"Aren't crows a sign of death? Vic asked.

"Yes, but it won't be ours," Emma replied and winked at her.

"I hope not. Vic replied, "It would be very anticlimactic. Jenna, don't you feel much better now that you're free?" Vic asked, smiling, carrying more enthusiasm in one hand than probably all of us together.

"It depends whether I die now or not," Jenna replied. Her answers were short and dry. She wasn't very chatty. She also didn't know who we were or what we were doing there so it wasn't so hard to guess why her answers were so laconic.

She kept her bow close to her left leg. On her back, over the brown mantle, she carried a bag of dozens of arrows. She had even gone to the trouble of picking up the arrows that were on the ground, including the one that had been on Vic's foot and the one between her ex-boss's eyes.

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