anything like it, ever .
We need to get back to the platform, now!”
Mike
had fallen to his knees, his mouth hanging open. His eyes staring forward, unblinking.
Jennifer was stiff, frozen by what she had just witnessed behind Mike. Her blue
eyes were sharply focused on her dead friends. Her hands were resting on Mike’s
shoulders. She was trembling, and tears were streaming down her cheeks.
Finally,
Mike broke out of the fear that gripped him. Mike grabbed Jen’s hands. She
looked at him with her eyes were full of tears. Her long, blonde hair spilled
over both of their faces. With Mike looking at her, all of her feelings rose up
inside of her. She screamed at Mike, “Oh my God! Look at them! Their insides are
pouring out. It’s just mixing together on the ground. We have to help them. We
can’t leave them like this. They need our help.”
Mike
took a deep breath. With tears in his eyes, he spoke to her. “Look at them,
Jennifer. They’re all ripped open. They’re dead. There’s nothing that we can do
to help them. We need to get the hell out of this damn tunnel. I don’t know
what those things are, but they just killed our friends, and if we stay here,
they will kill us. This shit is fucking crazy! We need to get out of
this damn tunnel. Grab Mary and Jerry. We need to run as fast as we can back to
the platform. Now.”
Mike
grabbed Jennifer by the arm and started to run back towards the platform that
they had come from. Mike looked at Jerry and saw that he was doing the same for
Mary. Jerry shouted, “Run! Run now! Come on, everyone, run! Those goddamn
creatures are starting to follow us! If we don’t get the hell out of this
tunnel, we’ll be the next to die!”
As
they ran, the thoughts and images of the horrible, savage death of their
friends cascaded through their minds. Why didn’t they take a cab? Why did they
have to take this shortcut? They couldn’t shake the thought that teenagers
are not supposed to die. Not like this.
The
four of them that were left desperately wanted this nightmare to end. They
wanted to go back to before their friends were killed. They literally ran for
their lives.
As Mike
was running, pulling Jennifer along with him, the lower platform was coming
into view. He shouted, “There’s the platform! Come on! Don’t stop! Run! They’re
behind us!”
Mike
was the first one up the steps to the platform. He pulled Jen up the narrow
stairs and pointed to a section of the wall that had a working light. He pushed
Jennifer in that direction. Mike waited for Jerry and helped him and Mary up
the steps. After they were all on the platform, they huddled under the one
working light, catching their breath. The girls were doing much better. The run
helped shake the numbing fear out of their minds. After a few minutes, Mike
could see the first creatures stumbling down the tunnel towards them. He
shouted, “They’re coming! We need to move… Go up the stairs to the ticket
platform, and from there we can get to the street. It’ll be safe there!”
They
ran up the dozen steps to the ticket platform and stopped again to look around.
Jen slumped against the back wall, crying uncontrollably. Mary knelt next to
her with tears in her eyes. She looked up at Jerry.
“Jerry?”
said Mary. “Why did they have to die? They weren’t hurting anyone. Why, Jerry?
Why did they have to die?”
Jerry
was kneeling next to Mary, holding her close to him, while still keeping an eye
out down the stairs. He knew the creatures would still be after them; he just
didn’t know how far away they were or how far into the light they would dare to
come.
“Come
on girls,” Jerry said. “You need to get it together. There’ll be time to cry
later. We need to get out of this station right now. Mike, are you all right?
Is everything good with you? We need to get up to the street as soon as we can.
It’ll be safer up there. Come on, let’s get moving.”
Mike
was helping Jennifer to her feet. He looked
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