Space Fun by Tom Harem

Author:Tom Harem [Harem, Tom]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter VIII

We set off on our way, walking slowly, the sole of our shoes scraping through the patterned tiles, aware of any sudden movement, of any different noise than what we had already gotten used to. My heart pounded so hard that it seemed to be piercing the exit from inside to outside as my knees folded with every step I took, and the sweat ran down my chest gluing the clothes to my body. Even my brain sounded opaque, thinking of nothing more than that voice that still echoed in my head. We went back to the intersection where we had come from and Amelia peeked, with her gun next to the metal belt that fastened her skirt and leaned against the wall with only one side of her face outwards.

"Damn it. You must stop it. Be a man." She said as she saw the other man trembling, his nasal breathing and wheezing, suffocating the whole moment.

He was about to answer her when, from afar, metal banged the tiles and smashed them. Then again and again until the sound of the floor being broken stifle everything else. Once again, the walls carried the fear that came from the shattered tiles.

"You're listening, aren't you? That's what's going to happen to your heads," the voice said and then we heard her footsteps drawing closer, dragging whatever she'd used to destroy the ground.

"What are you waiting for? We're waiting for you." Amelia screamed and laughed again, "You don't scare me, girl."

"Good, another madwoman. What a hell of a trip. I only got into this because I was told it was easy money," the man said, leaning against the wall and wiping his forehead covered in sweat.

"And me, I thought was just going to carry some boxes." I said to him, "Let's get out of here." I added, nodding with my head to get on the road.

The corridor that led us to the hatch now seemed longer than it did a few minutes ago. The sound of metal scraping on the floor had stopped. I could hear only the beating of my heart and sometimes the gnashing teeth of the man whose name I did not yet know. The heavy air ripped our cheeks off like someone was hitting us with a hard pillow on them.

"Come on, we're close now. Apparently, she won't even have the guts to show up." Amelia said and used her free hand to remove the hair on her forehead and put it behind her ear.

In a few seconds, everything changed. I have no idea what happened. Suddenly a girl with short brownish hair was on Amelia's shoulders pulling her hair. The gun leaped to the ground, cracking one of the tiles as they wrestled. Amelia walked backward until the other girl's back hit the metal wall. I had no plausible reaction. I still had the boxes in my hand and the serial killer was already spinning through the air, her fingers slipping through the fabric of Amelia's mantle until she was close to loosening her grip.

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