Chapter 28: A Kick to the Face

The hallway was empty.

It was painfully empty.

He wanted Emmet to appear out from around the corner, from one of the rooms, from the window, over fifty metres from the sea level.

The corridor floor was grey. The walls were white, and there were lights on the ceiling. The windows let in streams of gold, and the awesome blue of an azure ocean.

It was too quiet.

Nobody met him on his hobbling, horrible trip. There was no life. Only the corridor, sun, sea, sky, and himself.

He was mostly dead.

The storage cupboard wasn't even that far away from the medical wing, just opposite the labs where Emmet spent his afternoons. The door was unlocked, like it had been months, but was still extremely heavy, like every steel block, two metres tall, was, no matter if it was somewhat hollow on the inside and insulated.

Jasper grinded his molars, pushing the door inwards, sweating through his medical gown, and his eyes snapping shut in his animali