Winds Of The Apocalypse (25 page)

"You are not fine Morgan!” Casey growled. “Stop trying to convince me! What's go
ing on with you?” She demanded.

“It’s nothing…”

“Morgan…”

“Morgan! Just tell us." Jon looked at his older brother, he too realizing what Casey had already saw.

Morgan sighed and opens his eyes, moving a bit to make himself lean away from his baby sister although he was practically weightless.

"I don’t know what it is…I just feel…kind of
tired…Somehow not so forceful…”

He looked at Casey. “I just feel like I am really drained."

”What…? Why?” Casey looked at Colin who was sitting next to the generator.

“What’s going on?” She asked, po
inting at the black square box.

“Is
that thing working all right?”

“Err…Hold on…” Colin said as
he cheeked the battery. “Shit…”

“Colin…” Casey breathed in. “That was really not what I wanted to hear right now.”

"The damn generator is not strong enough…” Colin huffed.

“We don’t have a lot of time until it gives out."

"What do you mean, gives out?!" Casey nearly jumped with Morgan still leaned against her. "Are you saying that it just might stop working?!" She asked, outraged.

Colin nodded. "No, I am telling you that it will stop working and pretty damn soon too if we won't pl
ug it to another power source.”

“Well, how long do we have?” Casey asked in near panic. Colin bit his lip. “Colin!”
“About an hour.” Colin admitted, his face distorted.

“WHAT?!”
Casey screamed, almost deafening everyone. “What?! Why didn't you tell us that sooner?!” “You didn't ask!” "Then we have to get back to the school!" Casey looked at Colin that stared back at her.

"NOW!"
She squeaked when no one seemed to grasp the seriousness of the matter.

“But we might get ca
ught." Colin tried to warn her.

Casey huffed, glancing at Morgan who had just closed his eyes again, his body becoming way too relaxed to Casey’s liking. "Then it’s a risk I am willing to take." Casey declared firmly.

”Casey…”

"I am not losing him now! Not after all this! Now get going Colin! Drive us back!”

Colin shrugged helplessly but ultimately nodded. He climbed back into the front sit and started the engine, putting his two hands on the dark wheel and with minor reluctance drove them out of the forest and back up to the main road.

He wasn't going to argue with Casey, not about saving the life of his best friend, not when the loss of his friend was still fresh in his stomach; he just hoped that they would get there in time, that all of this wasn't for nothing.

They arrived at the school just as the first lights of the new day were beginning to stretch over the horizon.

The place was still surprisingly quiet, the air was moist and no disturba
nce was visible on the surface.

Casey half expected the cops to get there before them but surprisingly enough the police hadn't figured out that the culprits were children so the gang wasn't disturbed by anyone as they carefully lowered the hospital bed onto the ground and then, with more than a slight difficulty began ascending it up the stairs to the main entrance, with three story worth
of stairs still ahead of them.

Casey huffed; this wasn't
going to be fun or easy to do.

“Oh my god…” Casey complained for the fifth time as they finally managed to get the big metal bed and the radiator up to the third floor.
“Oh god…My back.” She muttered.

“
Aghh, stop it Casey, we are almost there.” Colin growled, pushing the bed up the ramp that lead to the ethic.

“My god, why couldn't we wake Toby for this?”
Jon sighed, he too, feeling a bit drained from the effort.

“Cuss he wouldn't have been much help, he is still injured.” Colin reminded him, looking at Morgan who walked after them, his eyes half open and his movement heavy like h
e was in some kind of a trance.

“And why couldn't they have installed an elevator in this place
?” Casey continued her whining.

“It’s an old place.” Jon groaned, pushing the bed up to the heavy look
ing dark door in front of them.

“And there are no handicaps among th
e students.” Morgan chipped in.

"Wait a second." Colin whispered when they had finally got to the locked ethnic.

He took out a little key from his back pocket and unlocked the heavy door that blocked their path to the musty room.

“Where did you get t
hat?” Casey raised her eyebrow.

“Din was keeping copies of all the keys to this place, stole them from the ge
nitor I think.” Colin answered.

“Huh, Din…” Casey smiled. “Helping us get into trouble even when he is not here.” “C’mon…” Colin pushed the bed in fallowed by Casey who was now supporting Morgan and Jon that car
ried the generator behind them.

“Oh my god!”
Casey gasped as her lungs met the suffocating dust filled air that lingered in the space of the ethnic.

“Oh fuck…” Colin gasped, putting his hand on his mouth to block the smell that seemed to be rising from everywhere. “God, it’s like a tomb in here, Tob
y told me it was bad but…Fuck.”

He looked at Jon who set the generator down. “You look completely at ease Jon, don’t you fucking sme
ll that?” He asked, astonished.

"Nope,” Jon smiled. “You know, the perks
of being almost dead and all."

“At least that.”
Colin agreed. “At least you don’t have to deal with the smell.”

"Oh god…." Casey choked, coughing loudly.
“I don’t get it.” She whizzed.

“Did something actually fucking die up here?!"

"I hope not.” Colin crossed his arms over his chest. “Cuss if they find Morgan and the dead thing in the process the police would probably blame us for that too.”

“Not
funny.” Casey rubbed her head.

”Oh don’t worry,” Colin reassured her. “I think we can get used to this, you probably won't even notice the smell after a few days here."

"That’s reassuring." Casey gasped again; she wanted to gag so badly.

“Yes, as reassuring as the
fact that my body will be soaked in this god damn smell, that way the cops will defiantly think that you killed me.” Morgan pointed out casually with a quiet chuckle

“
Angh, don’t even say that!” Casey pushed him as Colin went past them, rolling the bed up to the electricity plugs in the wall and replacing the generator with the fresh electricity plugging it into the outlet at the nearby wall.

"
Mmm…" Morgan made a sound of relieve as soon as the cable was in. It was a very quick change from his tired and overly transparent complexion. His solid form had returned and he felt practically regenerated.

"How is it now, Morgan?" Casey asked him, looking at her twin as he clenched and unclenched his fists
, stretching his renewed body.

"Much better.”
Morgan nodded with an appreciation. ”Thank you guys.” He smiled. “Don’t mention it.” Colin smiled back, looking back at the door they came through.

"Now let's go down before anyone’s awake, they might catch us up here.” Colin said, headed for the doorway. “And we humans can do with a little sl
eep. Don’t you think so Casey?"

Casey looked at Morgan. “I’m not completely sure about leavi
ng you here alone unprotected.”

“I am going with you.” Morgan stepped closer to his sister, taking Jon’s hand and leading him to Casey
. “We are all going together. “

“I m
eant your body. “ Casey smiled.

“I know.” Morgan looked at Colin. “But we have a key, we will lock the door, my body will be safe don’t worry.”

"Yes Casey, don’t worry, we are the only once that know that Morgan is up here.”

Colin agreed with Casey’s older brother. “And besides we are probably in for a rough day tomorrow if the
police come to interrogate us."

“In
terrogate us?” Casey swallowed.

“Your brother was kidnapped last night.” Colin reminded her. “They would go straight to you; you know that your mother will tell them that you were the one to promise that you will not lose Morgan, no
matter what would be the cost.”

“Oh… right.” Casey agreed mentally kicking herself for her outburst and then the teens exchanged last long looks and left the room, with Casey and Morgan leaving last and locking the door behind them with the key
that Casey got from her friend.

“I will see you guys in the morning.” Colin yawned as he slowly departed down th
e ramps that lead to the ethic.

“And we should go over the things that you can and can’t say to the cops.” Morgan said to Casey. “You can’t give us away ove
r something you will blab out.”

“Thank you for your trust in my ability to screw up.” Casey frowned but Morgan laid a hand
on her back and shook his head.

“Any of us might do or say something wrong, this is a tense situation. I just want to help you get through it; I was the one that got you into this royal disaster of
a mess.”

“No,
that was Din.” Casey chuckled.

Morgan smiled. “
I helped. Now let me help you.”

“I know Morgan, I appreciate it.” Casey glanced at Jon. “Are you going to be with us?”
“Mmm.” Jon thought about it for a moment. “I think that I will go and spy on mom for a bit. The cops had probably already told her, and I will be able to give you a heads up when they head here so you can prepare for this."

“Good idea.” Morgan agreed.

“I’ll see you in a little while.” Jon hugged Casey. “Make sure she sleeps.”

He said to Morgan as he used his abil
ity again to fade into nothing.

“I am not a…” Casey began but Morgan b
locked her mouth with his hand.

“Save it Casey. You have two older brother
s now, off to bed, young lady.“

“
Meaney.” Casey scowled. 

“And you lo
ve it.” Morgan teased.

“Yes,
I do.” Casey admitted, smiling.

“Well c’mon.” Morgan gently pushed her down the
ramp Colin had just walked on.

“Off you go.”

“Yes, yes, c’mon.” Casey agreed, tightening her grip on his hand.

None of them noticed the shadow that slid up the ramp to the ethic after they had already left. All of their hard work was as close to nothing as the being that discovered them was almost served with Morgan's body,
handed to it on a metal plate.

Their worries were far from over but for that night, if it was only for a few hours the teens could allo
w themselves to sleep in peace.

Chapter twelve: New trouble

You could have never guessed if you were brought down there that the place where Din was brought to was the basement of a summer school.

The dark halls he was led down to were damp and muddy; a kind of a greenish mist and stench surrounded him as two of the beastly apocalypses dragged his weak and injured body all the way down from their lair and into the musty tunnel like corridor that seemed to stretch on forever.

Din was too tired to fight, too tired to keep resisting their painful clutches. He fought until he was sure that Toby had made it and then he surrendered but it didn't stop the monsters from hurting him further, he was practically unconscious from their poisoned fellers when they finally dragged him underground.

He had fainted several times during the long hours he had tried to escape them, every time they left him in one of the beehive like chambers to keep building that weird device they were working on he tried to get away only to be recaptured and thrown back, his failed attempts had only got him hurt badly and now, he figured, they had had enough of his tricke
ry and were about to do him in.

The apocalypses had forced him to an unknown distention deep beneath the school grounds. The dim light of the sun that lighted their way at the beginning was replaced by green sickening color and the smell defiantly matched the 'wallpaper' the
y had plastered the walls with.

Din wasn't sure if it had a purpose or the disgusting creatures were just enjoying that decoration but it resembled the smell and shape of rotten eggs on a hot Sunday, he should know, he ones plastered just that as a
prank all over Kafka's office.

In any other situation Din would have laughed at the memory but right now his mind wouldn't let him rest from his plans of escaping, even if he did manage to doge the creatures, he thought to himself, Din highly doubted that he would be able to find his way out of the
stinking maze.