I immediately regretted acting so proud. I hadn’t meant to make her cry! “Look, I’m sorry! I really didn’t mean to hurt you!” I said urgently and rather lamely as I moved over to Madelyn and sat beside her. I hated hurting people whether it was just physically or mentally and this girl was no exception. I looked around the hall anxiously, who knew what could come around those corners at any minute? “Look, Madelyn, we can’t stay here, it’s not safe,” I urged her. She didn’t hear me.

I would have liked to have just left her, but I knew I couldn’t. My overprotective brother instinct kicked in and wouldn’t allow me to just leave her there, especially not in her condition. So I plucked up my courage and scooped her up into my arms. We had to move. I moved down the hall until I reached a door that seemed safe enough. Madelyn had eased up on her crying a little bit, but tears still ran down her face. I carefully set her on her feet and pulled out a pistol from the holster at my side. I used my free hand to open the door. I flung it open, and when nothing happened I looked into the room, gun-first. It was completely unoccupied, so I led Madelyn in and sat her down in a chair. This room seemed to be some sort of office. There was a desk with a laptop sitting on top of it. The laptop was plugged into a socket in the wall along with a lamp in the far corner. Other than the desk there were three black, leather office chairs, one of which Madelyn was occupying. After doing a quick check of the room again, I quickly went to the door and closed it to prevent anyone/thing that walked down the hall from seeing us.

Madelyn was still sniffling and her eyes were red-rimmed, but she had managed to get her tears back under control. I smiled weakly at her, “Sorry about…back there…I’m just a bit out of sorts…you can probably guess why.”

Madelyn nodded, “Yeah, I am too…so um…friends?”

I nodded, “Sure, whatever…” I really didn’t see how she was going to help me, but I couldn’t just leave her behind either—the thought was interrupted when a piece of the wall collapsed, revealing two slobbering Dobermans. They growled menacingly at both of us. I froze for about a second, then whipped out my Beretta again and pointed it at both the dogs, waiting for them to make the first move. I did not really want to shoot them either, though I had much less of a compunction to stop me from shoot a dog as compared to a human. Quickly, an idea formed in my head. I aimed just below the feet of the dogs and fired. POW! Sparks flew as the bullet glanced off the ground near the feet of one of the dogs. Both dogs squealed in fright and turned tail to run. I sighed in relief as I watched the dogs disappear into the darkness. It was some kind of chute that led down somewhere. When I looked at Madelyn, her face was still white as she recovered from the latest turn of events. I smiled at her, “come on, we better get moving, we need to find a way out of here.”

Madelyn nodded and was getting up to leave when the laptop caught my eye. Maybe there was internet, and then I could get a hold of the police or something. “Hold up a sec,” I said as I headed toward the computer. I turned it on and a screen came up. It had a blue screen up that was divided into six boxes. Each box had one word and one number in it. Sensor 1…Sensor 2…Sensor 3…and so on until 6.

“What is it?” Madelyn asked crossing over to look at the screen. As she did every single box started to blink red, and the computer emitted a soft beeping. Both of us froze. The beeping stopped. “What…was that?” Madelyn asked confusedly.

I looked around the room and noticed two very thin, red dots of light on Madelyn’s ankle. They were so thin as to be practically invisible. They were lasers! Motion detectors! I looked around the room and finally located the source of the lasers. There was a cluster of small, round, black machines, about the size of a pin heads on a near-by wall. I grinned, this was great! Now when we needed to sleep, we could sleep assured instead of having to have one of us always keep guard! These motion detectors would tell us if anything was coming! I put the detectors in my pocket and shut down the computer. I wrapped the chord around my waist…I had no other way to carry it without using both my hands for the computer and the chord and I needed a hand free to carry a Beretta…and carried the laptop under my arm.

“Alright, let’s go.” I motioned to Madelyn to follow as I first cracked the door to make sure it was safe and then headed out. Madelyn followed me.

“Attention!” the loudspeakers echoed throughout the building, “Just a warning…the sun is going down, this mansion only get’s worse with the darkness.” As the man finished talking, the lights suddenly dimmed, then went out completely, leaving us in utter blackness.

I could hear Madelyn beginning to hyperventilate behind me. I moved over to her, careful to make just enough noise so that she would know it was me coming and not something bad. I put my arm around her shoulders. “You have to stay calm Madelyn, panic won’t solve anything. Then an idea came to me. “Madelyn, hold this,” I said and handed her the laptop. Once I was sure she had a firm grip on it, I opened it up and turned it on. The screen lit up, providing us with a little bit of light.

With the light of the computer to guide us, we found another door and I checked to make sure everything was clear. It was. I quickly went outside again and put a motion sensor about five feet from each side of the door. That being done I came back and put one on the doorframe itself before entering the room and closing the door behind us. I located a plug for the laptop and plugged it in. Thankfully, the laptop indicated that it was indeed receiving power from the cable, which meant that there was still electricity, and we would indeed be able to use this as an early warning system throughout the night. I looked at my watch. 7:36. Using the light of the computer screen once more Madelyn and I looked around the room. There was one bed with a nightstand beside it. On the night-stand were a book light and a glass of water. Madelyn swallowed thirstily and headed toward the water. I let her have it. I could wait a little longer before I had anything to drink. Almost as soon as she had put the glass down however, she fell to the floor and lay there motionless. Alarmed, I ran over to her. I checked for a pulse and was relieved to find it still strong. I lifted her up onto the bed and arranged her comfortably. What was in that water?

About an hour later, Madelyn came to with a groan. I moved over to her. “Are you ok?” I asked worriedly.

Madelyn shook her head.” I feel really bad,” she groaned.

I put my hand on her forehead; she was burning up with fever! 

The End

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