A.S.Evon’s Pennings

Chapter Seven     Once they both passed, white sheets were draped over them and they were rolled out into the hall. The men rolled them down the main hall and out the glass double doors where a truck was awaiting their arrival. They loaded the bodies and the doctor in charge climbing into the cab with the driver. The diver started the truck and he commented, “That was quicker than usual.”     The white coated man replied, “Yes, they were already weak. Don’t go to the fire pit; take us out of here were that tiny town used to be.”     The driver protested, explaining his reasons. “But Dr. Mendaf order them to be burned and I’ll get in trouble if he finds—”     “I don’t care what he said!” the man interrupted sharply. “Nothing good ever happens at that fire pit, and I won’t to risk my life for these scum bags. Take us out of town!”     The driver shrugged and a stubborn silence fell between them as they bumped along the dirt road. It began to drizzle as they were nearing the du

Chapter Six     Jolting forward in her narrow white bed, Roxanne screamed struggling against the nylon restrains which pinned her in a laying position to the bed. She felt something tight around her neck, choking her as she fought the restraints. Her heart raced as she looked around wildly. She was in a cold sweat and breathing hard. She heard herself screaming uncontrollably. “Get me out! Get me out of that place!”      A couple of people in white coats rushed to her side and they were saying things in a soothing voice but she didn’t hear them. Frantically her eyes darted around the room, trying to distinguish shapes and colors in the darkness. There seemed to be quite a few men in white coats and beside her, to the left, was another bed like her’s with someone on it. She couldn’t see who it was because there were white coated doctors surrounding them as well. Tugging wildly against the restrains, she fought against every hand that held her down. Then a man came up to her with

Chapter Five     Roxanne’s eyelids fluttered open and she squinted in the brightness. Blinking a couple of times it took a few seconds for her to realize what had happened. Then everything came crashing back to her like a heavy weight. Everything that they had done, everything that they had seen, everything that they had experienced, wasn’t real. Did that mean that Damian was fake as well? Or was she the one who was fake? Where were they dumped this time anyway?     Sitting up, she glanced around her, taking everything in, once her eyes adjusted. They were in another room which was completely white, reflecting the day light that flooded through the windows to her left. Also on her left was Damian. He sat up at about the same time she did, and they both observed silently for a moment. There was nothing in the white glamorous room. It was a fair size, with a tile floor and a white smooth ceiling. There were no lights except the natural sunshine, which in of it’s self, was strange

Chapter Four As she was speaking the wall began to rotate back into place. Damian jumped forward and slipped into the hall with her just as the cement wall ground back into place.     They were trapped.     Roxanne stared with her mouth open. She stuttered her apology, “I’m sorry, I guess I shouldn’t have done that.”     Sighing Damian leaned against the wall, then said, “That’s alright, I guess it saved us from having to choose. Come on, let’s see what’s on the other side of that door.”     Their foot steps echoed as they clanked on the metallic floor. There were no light bulbs in the hall, the very walls seemed to glow from an unknown source. The door was about twenty yards from the opening in the wall and they soon covered the distance. They stopped before the door and looked at each other for a second. Damian broke the small silence by saying, “I don’t know what lays on the other side of this door, but I promise to do everything in my power to see us beyond the walls of th