Title by Stanley Jacob

Author:Stanley, Jacob
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

3 - Bars

The steps led down to a small dark room about six feet across with a doorway on the left. Which led to another stairwell and another set of steps—these made from welded iron—descending 20 more feet to the actual basement floor.

What Kevin found at the bottom surprised him a great deal. He'd been expecting some sort of dark and dank dungeon—dirt floor, garbage, dust. But it was nothing like that at all.

Instead there was a huge chamber, constructed entirely from poured concrete, with recessed lighting in the ceilings. It had the look of some sort of government facility.

In the center of the room there was a huge metallic thing shaped like a hula-hoop that was covered in weird heiroglyphs—to Kevin it resembled some overblown prop from a science fiction movie about ancient alien artifacts. All along the walls there were machines with flashing buttons, screens, levers, and switches.

Kevin eyed everything in stunned silence, feeling like his eyes were just about ready to pop out of his head. It was amazing, almost inconceivable really, that such a place could exist underneath the ruined church without anyone's knowledge.

He was so dumbfounded by the sights on display that he would’ve liked to stand around for a while and take everything in. But he only got the briefest possible glimpse before he was rapidly ushered through the chamber towards a little metallic door set off to one side.

Myra’s brother had to unlock this door as well. Beyond it was a narrow hall and three holding cells of moderate size. They were the type of prison cells you'd see in an old movie, with vintage-looking iron bars. Each cell had a bed, and a clean white toilette, and a wooden bench against one wall.

One of the cells, at the far end of the hall, was currently occupied by a young woman. She had blond hair and gray eyes that were hidden behind thick glasses. She was lanky with long arms and wore conservative clothes—kaki pants, a button-up blue blouse. A golden necklace with a cross dangling from it hung around her neck.

Beside her a dark-haired boy, about six years old, leaned back against the wall with one thumb thrust nervously into his mouth, and a pile of toy robots scattered all over the floor in front of him.

There were sheets hung up inside her cell, placed strategically to hide the view of the toilette from both the inside and the outside.

The woman and the boy both looked at Kevin mutely as the guards opened his cell, shoved him in, and closed the door.

Myra came up, leaned against the bars, and looked in on him.

"You want out of those wrist cuffs?" she asked.

"Do I have a choice?"

She nodded. "Turn around, I'll take care of it."

He did, and after about a minute she managed to unfasten all the laces.

Once free, he brought his hands up, worked at the fingers to get the blood flowing freely again. He also looked them over to see if the

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