The Facility (Chapter 19) (Patreon)

Chapter 18 = Two Heads are Better than One

 When it came down to it, it really was no contest. If there was even a chance that a friend of yours was trapped here, you couldn’t risk leaving her behind in a psychopathic place like this. The idea of revenge on Henry (If it was the correct Henry.) and the idea of finding out who this stranger of a girl were both intriguing, but you knew you had to rescue Allie if there was even a small chance to do so.

Taking a deep breath, you leaned forward and pressed your finger down firmly on the screen right over the green pod with the words ‘Allie Jenkins’ over it. The moment you pressed down on the picture, you could tell something was happening. There was a sharp release of steam, and you could hear the sound of metal upon metal and gears starting to turn.

Taking a few steps back you could see another panel open up in the wall as a giant claw like metal hand slowly sprouted out of the wall and into the room. For a moment your eyes widened in horror and you were about to make a break for it, thinking you were right about this being a trap and you were about to be captured! Instead though, the claw didn’t seem interested in you. It moved towards the center of the room, towards the pods. It shifted around to the backside of one of the pods, and connected to pod #6 like a giant claw game machine that had just won a prize. Two more large releases of steam sounded off and sprayed out of the wall as the claw gently pulled the pod out of the wall and lowered it towards the ground.

You moved on your tippy toes as you leaned against the console, but you still couldn’t see inside of the small window in the pod itself.

With a final release of steam, a clicking sound rang throughout the room as the pod’s lid popped open and raised itself up and open on its own with a visual that reminded you of every alien movie you’d ever seen. As the lid opened itself up fully, you realized you were holding your breath as the figure inside came into view. Allie! It was her!

The pretty blonde girl had been your friend for years and now here she was, trapped in the same hell hole you were. Her long hair is down, but she’s wearing the same grey jumpsuit you were when you first got here. You wondered if she was being prepped to take on the same gauntlet you had been. Perhaps The Creator only ever let one subject “play” at a time.

Allie lay there unconscious, but even after just a few moments of being exposed to regular air instead of whatever was keeping her asleep inside of the pod, her eyes began to slowly flicker and eventually slowly open up.

It clearly took her a few moments to get her bearings. She looked at you and in her weariness took another moment before recognition sparked in her mind. She whispered your name aloud, her voice a little raspy.

“Hey there,” You said softly. Hers was the first friendly face you’d seen in what felt like forever.

“W-what’s going? Where are we?” She looked down at herself and it was obvious that she was just as confused as you were by everything happening, much less the fact that she was finding herself in an entirely different outfit. You were just glad that your pretty friend couldn’t see the pull-up you were currently wearing under your own pants.

“What’s the last thing you remember?” You asked as you helped Allie step out of the pod and into the room.

Allie was silent for a moment as she thought to herself, her big blue eyes staring at nothing as she tried to recall. Then she spoke, “Well, I was getting ready for my party. My birthday party. And then, I had to get to the venue where it was going to be at, so I called an Uber.” You could feel your blood ran cold as you had a guess where this might be going.

“Then what happened?”

“Uh... well, I was in the car and we were riding for a few minutes before I realized that there was a really strange smell in the car, and I started to get really tired really fast. I think I must have passed out! And that’s the last thing I remember before right now and you waking me up.”

“Allie, what was the driver like, do you remember anything? It’s important.”

“The driver? Uh yeah... umm, it was a guy, not a girl. And he had dirty curly orangish hair, almost like a mop.”

You couldn’t believe it, it was the same guy. This Henry guy. He had abducted both of you on the exact same afternoon. Trapping you and Allie both in this nuthouse...

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