Maybe I just imagined something moving towards us from the garbage dump, but I don't think so. I know what I saw, it is impossible to be ignored without animals. Animals know things we don't know, and their instincts are much stronger than ours. I began to suspect that the impact of aliens on them was the same as the impact of earthquakes on them. They began to run away before we knew that the monster was nearby. I will not ignore their jīng heart training instincts, but prefer my less perfect instincts.
"Beth."
Abby's whisper reminds me that we are ready to move on. Thankfully, Cade put on his shirt again and carried the bag. Jenna had disappeared from the room, but Abby and Cade waited impatiently for me at the other door. Cade quickly led me into the room. When he closed the door behind us, the whole room fell into darkness. Fear erupted in my heart like a dam, I staggered back a step, and a strong urge to escape surrounded me. I can feel the wall approaching me, squeezing my body, sucking air from my lungs.
"Very simple." Cade said this softly in my ear, his breath warming my ears. His appearance gave me a touch of comfort. When I tear off my hair, I can at least control myself not to scream or run away. Then, to my frustration and relief, the light filled the room. Abby stood by the door, putting his hand on the switch.
"It doesn't matter, there are no windows in this room," Cade assured me.
I glanced around the room quickly, looking at this narrow, dull space, I didn't feel relieved at all. It is a small bathroom with a urinal and toilet. The yellowed sink and toilet do not look like they have been cleaned since the 1970s. I am sure that our stench is the only thing that can stop the stench in this room. For some reason, I don't even want to speculate that there is a big drainage ditch in the Zhōng Yāng of the room.
"It's like we are trapped in a never-ending dirty and smelly hell," Jenna murmured.
I silently agreed.
"We can't stay here. This is a dead end," Cade said.
When the ground under our feet began to shake, Cade was grabbing the doorknob. My breath froze, a scream strangled my throat, and sweat dripped on my forehead. Cade pressed Abby's hand on the switch. It doesn't matter whether this room has no windows, it is a relief to fall back into darkness. At least for them, it gave them a false sense of security. This made me feel palpitations almost instantly. As the lights went out, I felt the wall steadily approaching me again. No matter how ridiculous this idea is, I can't get rid of it.
As the ground vibrated violently, the water in the toilet started to splash on both sides of the toilet. Had Cade not blocked my mouth with his hand, I would have screamed. "Keep calm, Beth. The situation will only get worse. If you want to survive, if your sister wants to survive, you have to deal with it."
I reluctantly nodded. I thought he would release me right away, but his arms still surround me firmly. This is the first time I feel that he is not sure if we can get out of here alive. If we were to die, he would hug me again and I would return it to him. I didn't feel guilty, because I got comfort from his strong hug.
He reluctantly released me, when a loud noise bounced back through the building, shaking its foundation. It sounded like something had just hit the garage door. "They know we are here," Abby whispered.
"Maybe, maybe not," Cade replied. "They may have smelled our scent recently, but if they had followed us yesterday, they should have caught up with us now. We can't stay here anyway."
"What should we do?" Jenna screamed.
I was thinking about the same thing, like a small lamp shining into this small room. Cade was kneeling, shining the sewer with a flashlight in his hand. My heart dropped suddenly, my head turned, and for a terrible moment, I really thought I might faint. Instead, I kept standing, my legs trembling, trying not to vomit.
When he began to fumble for the edge of the sewer, Cade placed the flashlight between his teeth. "Are you crazy?" Jenna asked tremblingly. "We don't even know where it leads. I won't crawl in the sewers."
Cade raised the beam to a place I hadn't noticed before. A shower head sticks out of the wall, and there are two knobs under it. I have forgotten the danger we face, my fingers tickled to open the faucet and dive under the refreshing waves. I don't care if the weather is cold, there will be heaven. A smaller and smaller piece of blue soap fell on a metal plate. I long for it like a drunkard longs for wine.
"This is a drain. This is not sewage," Cade said.
"You don't know," Jenna said softly.
"I know, if we stay here, we will be dead." As if to emphasize his words, the twisted metal sound echoed in the air. I'm sure the garage door has started to break. "This is a town facility with the possibility of direct access to the water treatment center."
"You don't know if it will end up at all. You don't know if it's a dead end. You don't know if it will become so narrow that we can't walk through it." Jenna became a little hysterical, she said in a hurry It did nothing to alleviate my rising panic.
"No, I don't know, but I know we have to try."
I agree that we must try, or at least they do, but I don't think I can get into that terrible thing. Cade grabbed the grate and pulled it out unexpectedly and easily. When he put it on the ground, it rattled. Cade shone a beam of light into the hole, leaned forward, and peeked inside. I hugged myself with my arms, but I still couldn't relieve the shaking of my body.
A heart-piercing scream echoed throughout the building. When I glanced nervously behind me, I thought something would rush through the door. I don't need to see them to know that the bay door has given way. Those things are in the building now, and they will be here soon. "Before turning, it will go down about 10 feet. Jenna..."
"No," she whispered.
Cade raised his head and stared at her. His lack of sympathy while staring makes me feel flustered and numb. ""Then you stay here and wait for death. The choice is yours, but we will not stay with you. "
Abby's mouth lowered. Jenna's lower lip trembled and tears filled her eyes. She turned to me, but I couldn't meet her gaze. On the contrary, I still focus on the hole, the thing I am afraid of crawling in. I think I might fracture like broken glass, and if I did, I would go crazy.
"I'll come first."
When they turned to me, Cade and Abby's eyebrows protruded to the hairline. I was also shocked that these words actually popped out of my mouth. But I know that if I don't immediately put in and end it all, I will never be able to do it. If I am caught between two people, I will find it more difficult and I cannot bear it. At least not now. If I don't go in now, I'll be dead, and so will Abby, because she won't keep me here.
CapitaLand might. I shudder at the thought of this, but I saw the brutality in his staring eyes, his coldness towards Jenna. I don't want this to happen to me, I can't stand his ridicule now. I have to do this, this is the only way. I must stop being a coward, even if it drives me crazy.
"It's okay, Abby, I'll be fine, but I must go first. I must do this."
I approached the entrance of the cave. It has a diameter of feet, but now it looks about the same as inches. It wasn't until my teeth started to tremble that I realized that I was shaking uncontrollably. I gritted my teeth and tried to stop them, but a tremor was passing through every bone in my body. I thought it would not stop until I reached the end of the pipe, or it was just wrong. I don't know which one will happen first.
"Can I take that lamp?" I asked tremblingly.
Another loud noise came from outside the house. They are getting closer. When he handed the lamp over, Cade's dark eyes were filled with care and warmth. I don't know if he will keep me if I refuse to do so. For some reason, I don't think he will do this, but I am not going to ask.
Taking a deep breath, I knelt down. Cade grabbed my arm and I blinked to try to make him see clearly. His eyes shè into my eyes, I can feel the determination he tried to instill in me. His thumb stroked my skin before finally letting go.
"You can do it."
When I took my attention away from him and stretched out my hands, I was trembling before I had time to reach into the hole. I immediately wanted to start screaming, and immediately avoided the terrible feeling that immediately surrounded me. When I squirmed, crawled, and slid to six inches above the tube, it felt like it was pressing on my back, squeezing air out of my lungs.
The air in the pipe was cool and moldy, like an old stone cellar in the wet weather. The small beam showed a layer of gleaming slimy, mold, and some walls that I was not sure about the paint. When I felt someone enter the duct behind me, I struggled not to scream and twisted my body backward. The oppression of being buried alive surrounds me, and my breathing becomes more and more difficult. I was dying, not because I was trapped in the pipe, but because I felt my lungs were beginning to fail. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)