~ Jaden made quick work of securing their three prisoners' hands behind their backs. As an extra safeguard he looped a zip tie through the backs of each of the guards' belts and then through their wrist bindings. Once they were all tied, Andrew slipped his knife into his belt and pulled the guards over to a set of locked cabinets that were built into one wall. He swiftly fastened the men to the metal handles with additional ties and then placed Ms. Scarlet in one of the wooden chairs.
At Andrew's nod Takyle lowered her pistol and picked up her pack, swinging it onto one shoulder.
"We have our stuff. Let's get the hell out of here."
"Do we know how?" asked Andrew. Takyle stepped over to where Ms. Scarlet was bound to the chair and pressed the cold barrel of the handgun into the side of her neck. For the first time Jaden saw fear in Kathleen's eyes. Considering the aura that Takyle was projecting, Jaden didn't blame her.
"Don't make me ask you this twice," Takyle warned in a low voice. "How do we get back to the surface?"
"Find the stairs and keep going up."
"That's it?" asked Takyle.
"Yes."
"If this doesn't work out for me you have my word that I will come back here and gut you alive." Takyle withdrew the gun and turned to the door. "Let's go," she ordered.
Jaden and Andrew grabbed up their packs and moved to follow Takyle as they buckled their utility belts back on. Jaden looked over at Andrew as he fastened the lower strap on his dagger's sheath around his thigh. In addition to that he also still had his own and Jaden's requisitioned knives tucked in his belt.
As soon as they were out in the hallway with the door shut behind them Andrew turned to Takyle.
"You're amazing. And where the deuce did you come by a gun?" Takyle grinned.
"It was in the desk. The drawer was open just a crack and I thought I saw something in there but I couldn't really tell what it was; when that one guy started getting all up in your grillz I thought that it was probably a good time to risk finding out."
"I'll say; well done."
Jaden was shaking slightly as he followed Andrew and Takyle back the way they had come and he suddenly felt sick to his stomach as he began to review everything that had just happened in his mind.
"Oh God, you were ready to kill someone. You were really going to do it."
"She's not real."
"That you know of! It could happen just the same in real life."
"No it couldn't. I wouldn't do that."
"Like hell you wouldn't."
"Andrew."
A stride ahead Andrew and Takyle both turned around to look at Jaden.
"What is it?" asked Takyle. Jaden felt the moment draw out as he searched for something to say.
"I...I don't feel good."
"Well you don't look good either," Takyle answered, dryly.
"Is it very bad or can you keep going, Jay?" Andrew asked.
"I can keep going."
Takyle gave him a look that suggested she wondered why he had brought it up in the first place if that was the case. Andrew just nodded understandingly.
"As soon as we get out of here we'll see about getting some rest and food. Right, Ta?"
"Yeah, sure, but let's worry about getting out of here first." ~
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