The Ruins Book 4 by T.W. Piperbrook

Author:T.W. Piperbrook [Piperbrook, T.W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Post Script Publishing
Published: 2018-01-18T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 41: William

William's breath heaved as he pressed his ear against the door of his quarters. He'd waited several days before risking another escapade. In that time, Amelia had only come by once or twice, but his cough had scared her away. She didn't want to risk her own health, or the wellbeing of the others. Instead, she had sent two of the scrawny, stone-faced guards to bring his food and take his empty trays. He already had the ammunition for the old, sentimental gun.

The next time he saw The Gifted, he hoped to have the Tech Magic gun in his possession.

Letting that thought drive him, William opened the door to darkened hallway, peering out onto a stairwell he couldn't see. He slowly made his way to the landing, clung to the rail, and climbed upward, counting the stairs. He passed the sixteenth floor without incident. Quiet conversation made his heart beat loudly as he passed the seventeenth level, where the guards watched. He imagined they had a dull task, waiting and looking out the windows. Occasionally, he had heard laughter coming from behind that door, when he passed it going to The Library Room, but he seldom saw them.

Still, at any moment, they might step out and find him.

He kept going.

Reaching The Library Room, he picked the lock.

He left the door open to a crack, just in case he had to depart quickly.

The odor of succulent meats and vegetables—smells he recognized from his tray earlier, which he'd taken in his room—wafted into his nose. The moon shone enough light to illuminate the outlines of the grand table and chairs. Operating on muscle memory, William skirted around the furniture, past the bookshelves and the looming, metal devices called fans, heading for Amelia's desk. Looking at the shadowy shelves on the walls filled with books, he recalled the many lessons he'd received.

If his plan went correctly, he would never have a lesson again.

Reaching Amelia's desk, he slid open the drawer and searched for the gun. The panicked thought hit him that Amelia might've moved it, but he found it, sitting idly, as if it had been waiting for him. William felt the power of Tech Magic as he picked up the heavy weapon held it. The long, metal barrel gleamed in the moonlight shining through the windows.

The gun was freedom and power.

Tears he hadn't expected stung William's eyes as he ran his hands over the gun's smooth surface, thinking he might have the answer to his predicament. Perhaps he'd even see his friends soon.

But not if he wasn't careful.

Returning the way he came, William cautiously made his way past the furniture. He couldn't allow his excitement to make room for a mistake. He'd left the caps, balls, and the flask of black powder in his room. He didn't want the clanking, small pieces of metal making noise and giving him away. Nor was he foolish enough to think he'd have the time to figure out how to load them in the dark Library Room.

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