The Survival Chronicles (Book 1}: Mercy Kill by Nally Fergal F

Author:Nally, Fergal F. [Nally, Fergal F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dystopian | Infected
Published: 2017-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14 Trapped

The screaming lasted an hour.

Rose thought the tropes would break the lock on the trap door, but it held. She and Arabella sat on the hatch to make sure. The elevator shaft was dark, the tropes’ violence managed to buffet the elevator causing the cables to jerk and moan. Finally the noise abated.

“What do you want to do?” Arabella whispered.

“It could be a trap,” Rose replied.

“Or they might have had enough—” Arabella suggested.

“Not sure, did you see the way the skinnies took down that bear? Must’ve woken up every trope in six blocks.” Rose said.

“Wonder where a grizzly came from. A grizzly? In Manhattan?” Arabella asked.

Rose smiled despite their situation, “Anything’s possible in the Big Apple. Remember the time they found a massive alligator in the sewer system?”

“Yeah, I saw the photos, an albino alligator… scary.” Arabella said.

“So we’ll open the hatch a bit, to have a look,” Rose said.

“OK, but just a crack,” Arabella nodded.

They positioned themselves either side of the hatch. Rose held her breath and placed her hand on the lock. “Ready?”

“Go on—” Arabella replied.

Rose disengaged the lock with a soft click. She waited then opened the hatch a fraction, a nauseating stench wafted through the narrow slit. Rose listened, waiting, then brought her head level with the opening to see what lay below. As she did something moved and a shape hurled itself at the hatch throwing it open, an arm reached through.

Arabella screamed and slammed the hatch down on the trope’s arm. Rose kicked at its fingers, she heard the crunch of splintering bone. The trope shrieked and fell hitting the elevator floor.

“Quick, lock it, lock it,” Arabella shouted.

They slammed the hatch and heard the lock engage with a sharp click. The elevator exploded with renewed violence as tropes returned screaming and banging its walls. Rose and Arabella sat huddled on the hatch shaking, too frightened to speak. Finally after fifteen minutes the noise abated and silence returned to the elevator.

“Well, we know they’re waiting for us,” Arabella whispered, “we’re trapped Rose, we’re trapped, we’re going to die here— Rose?”

Rose squeezed Arabella’s hand. “Hang on Bella, hang on. Remember what the big girls told us? There’s always a way out, you just have to stay calm, work it out, see it. Can you stay calm for me? We’ll work it out, we’ll find a way—”

Arabella was shivering, Rose could hear her teeth chattering, she felt Arabella’s fear. The big girls said tropes and freaks could smell fear, they homed in on fear, they must not be afraid.

“Bella, Bella, come on it’s going to be OK. Listen, calm down, breathe, slow deep breaths, in out, in out, that’s it. Focus on my voice, we’re going to be OK, repeat it after me: we’re going to be OK. It’s important you calm down, the tropes, they can sense fear, they zoom in on it, so just breathe. We’re safe here, they can’t reach us, we’re good, there’ll be a way out of this, that’s it, slowly, slowly—” Rose rubbed Arabella’s back.

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