Lyle lead the way down the stairs and through the door at the bottom. When they get there it lead into a small room with 2 doors. He walked to the door to the right and punched in a code on the keypad next to the door, then grabbed the handle and pulled it open. He ushered both women through and then walked through after them. They were in a parking garage. It was under ground and held a lot of cars. Amaris had no idea there were so many people that lived up in this little town. Lyle walked quickly across the aisles filled with cars toward a door that was marked mechanical room. He pulled out a set of keys and selected the right one. Opening the door he let them through. Closing the door behind him, Lyle picked up the pace. The area was hot and loud. Lyle took off the sports jacket that he was wearing and balled it up and hid it in a laundry hamper under a bunch of workman’s jumpsuits.
All this quick paced walking had been a bit much for Gran and she had fallen a bit behind. Lyle and Amaris were walking quickly and taking turns dropping back to hurry her along. The walk was longer than Amaris thought it would be too. They had not said much after they left the passage since Lyle gave them the high sign to be quiet.The mechanical room turned out to be just as advertised. Row after row of underground generators and boilers to provide heat and power for the village. Amaris was amazed a sleepy little mountain town could have amassed enough wealth to be able to build all of this and to have this type of infrastructure.They finally reached the end of the mechanical room and walked into what looked like a janitor’s closet. When they had all squeezed into the cramped space, Lyle closed the door behind him. Amaris had to lean back into a shelf of cleaners and mop replacement heads to let Lyle by her, and he still bumped into Gran who tottered over backward and landed sitting in a mop bucket. Lyle spun around to help her up both with a goofy grin on their faces having relaxed slightly since there had not been any sign of their pursuers. However, even that little commotion was apparently enough to give them away. Amaris was not aware until that moment that the men who had followed them into the tunnels at Lyle’s house, had followed them this far.They could here men’s voices and running feet getting closer. “Lyle we are trapped. Please tell me this place has a secret tunnel entrance too.” Amaris said trying to hold Gran up amid the debris in the room.“No secret tunnel entrance, but still we’ve got a secret entrance.” He walked to the back wall and this time pulled what looked to be a fire alarm on the back wall of the janitor’s closet. The entire back wall swung out revealing a hidden room. A panic room of sorts. Amaris reached over and turned the lock on the knob of the door to the closet. That was not going to hold them for long though. Lyle ushered Amaris through first and then turned to help Gran when he was suddenly flung backward and the door swung shut. The bolts slid home with a final squealing and a thud. Amaris ran forward stepping over the sprawling body of Lyle on the floor. She pounded on the door and yelled for Gran. An intercom buzzed with Gran’s voice “I am sorry my dear but it’s the only way. They already know someone Is in here and if they don’t find anyone they will keep looking. This way they will give up and bring me back with them. Lyle I’m counting on you. Keep her safe.” The intercom buzzed off and that was it.Amaris covered her face and sank to the floor as she succumbed to tears. Tears for Gran, tears for Grover, tears for Heather, Mr.Clark, and Mrs Bass, tears for all that she had been through today. Lyle sat up and slid across the floor to lean next to her on the door. He put his arm around her and pulled her to him. She fell into him and cried until she fell asleep huddled on the floor with him.When Amaris woke she was warm and laying on something soft. As she moved and rolled over she opened her eyes. She found herself looking up at the underside of a bunk bed. She was under a blanket on the lower bunk along a wall. It was not a dream she thought and tears began to stream down her face anew. Would she ever see Gran again? She turned her head and looked around the space, which she did not get a chance to do earlier, since they were running for their lives and then Gran locked them in and gave herself up. It was a long room, but not very big with metal walls, floor, and ceiling. The walls were lined floor to ceiling with supplies except where there were two sets of bunk beds attached to the wall on either side. There was a small room at the back that Amaris was hoping was a bathroom. The shelves had everything from cans and boxes of food to blankets and clothing to first aid supplies. Amaris rolled over and pulled the blanket off and sat up. Her feet touched the cold floor a
She walked out into the main room of the bunker to the smell of cooked eggs and hash browns. She even smelled coffee. Amaris sat down at the small folding table and picked up a fork. “Thank you. It smells good.” Lyle smiled back at her as he sat down at the table with his plate. HIs morning boyish messed hair had been combed to his usual neat coif, and He was wearing clean clothes. Amaris looks him in the eye as he looks up at her in between bites, and asks him the first of a million questions that she needed answered. “Okay Lyle it is time for some answers. Gran started but kept dancing around the real answers. What is going on?” Lyle stopped chewing and looked at her. “I was hoping we could talk after breakfast since we appear to have time. ““Ok. As soon as we are done with breakfast.” And she began to shovel eggs and hash browns into her mouth as fast as she could. Lyle gave her a look and began eating as he was before, shaking his head. Once they finished Lyle managed to drag i
He looked like a shorter version of Lyle with lighter hair. On second look, the differences were more apparent. His eyes were hard and cold not like Lyle’s warm caring ones, and the man was built more ruggedly and compact, where Lyle was muscular, and lanky.“Hello Adam, your a site for sore eyes!” Lyle stepped forward and threw an arm around the younger man. They each patted the others back in the embrace, although Amaris noticed that Adam had done so almost hesitantly. “Amaris, this is my brother Adam. Adam this is Amaris.” Well, thought Amaris, that at least explains the resemblance. “Nice to meet you. Thank you for getting us out of here.”Adam said nothing just nodded his head. He gave Amaris a curious sideways glance as he turned away to address his brother. “We need to be quick. They have literally spread out everywhere. Our fighters have most of them confined to the other side of the village, but the toll that they took on the village last night was a heavy one. There are 12 c
Amaris had a lot of time to think about the events of the last two days as they walked through the parking garage in silence. Lyle was walking just a few steps ahead and alert. When they reached the top level of the parking garage, which was the only above ground level, Amaris thought that she could smell smoke. Lyle’s pace suddenly increased and Amaris had to jog to keep up with him. When they exited it was still early morning, but the black smoke that was everywhere, made it look like it was not yet dawn. The beautiful little village was no more. Most of the homes and buildings were burned to the ground or still on fire. The pall of the smoke was like walking into a wall. Amaris covered her mouth with the sleeve of Lyles sweatshirt that she had put back on over her clothes. She also pulled the hood up over her head. There were tears in her eyes and whether they were from smoke, or guilt, or fear she could not say. Maybe all three. The horrors that started yesterday morning were stil
Stepping into the next room seemed like she was steeping onto the set of a horror movie. All the furniture was covered in white sheets and the room was so dusty that they were leaving foot prints. It was clear no one had been to this place in a very long time. Amaris felt almost as she were intruding. The room had a feel of sadness about it. There was little light apart from what Lyle’s flashlight provided, and it gave the impression that the house was grieving.“You said that your great great grandfather built this place? Has anyone been here since he passed?”“Actually, no one has been here since his first wife passed. He loved her so very much that he could not bare to be in the house that they had made their life in. After that he moved into town. The counsel later decided that he needed to marry again and chose my great great grandmother for him to marry as his second wife. They say that he was good to her, but he never loved her. Sad really. This place has been in the family all
Amaris sat alone in the fire lit room and stared around. She had a lot to think about, and not much over the last few days was good. She was hiding out here, but she felt she needed to get back. She needed to find Gran. She needed to stop more people from dying. Lyle had told Sheriff Clifton that they would be at his house if they needed him but they were not there now, how was he going to contact them if he had any questions or new information?Lyle had said that he was responsible for all the people in town since he was their leader, but here they were hiding out in the wilderness somewhere and he abandoned them when they needed him most. What was he thinking? They definitely needed to go back. At the very least to help the very people that he was supposed to be protecting. If she was putting them in danger, then she would go back down the mountain and turn herself into the sheriff. He would be able to protect her and know what to do. However, the sheriff did not have all the answers
Amaris walked as quickly and quietly through the forest as she could. What was she thinking. Mr. Lyle Bruce was here teacher. Before yesterday their conversations consisted of home work and the study of the moon. She never even knew that he did not live in the village or that he was from the mountain. She had blindly followed him because he had showed up at the right time on the road after she avoided the men in the forest. Could he be part of it? No. Gran had said that she knew him and that they had been working together. Unfortunately she could not ask Gran any questions since she has now disappeared. As Amaris walked she knew that she needed to pull herself together. She needed a safe place to think and a place to be able to make a plan. She had to find out if Gran was alive and if she was, get her back safe. That was really what mattered right now.Amaris walked through the night. She traversed the forest and as she worked her way down the mountain she found the stream that she k
Amaris reached up and pushed the door open and stepped in. Cautiously she walked into the living room. Amaris’ heart was in her throat. She did not want to find Anna and her parents dead like Lyle had found Grover at Gran’s. The house had been ransacked just as Gran’s had. They even tore the couch cushions apart. Their new family portrait that Anna had surprised her parents with when she got her graduation pictures last fall, had been slashed to ribbons. These men had not just searched but completely destroyed everything. Amaris decided to head into the kitchen. The kitchen table had been flipped and all four chairs had been reduced to firewood. Everything from the refrigerator and every cabinet had been dumped on the floor. There was flour and pasta, ketchup, mustard, milk, and it was impossible to tell what else all over the floor. There were no footprints on the floor. These men were careful, but a couple very large dogs had been in here, for a snack probably, and left their prints