RAGE (Descendants Saga (Crisis Sequence One)) Read Free

or a woman. I don’t know how fierce the appearance of this predator hunting me in the dark. This uncertainty threatens to keep me huddling in my corner.
    However, I know inaction is as good as a death sentence. Eventually, it will find me. What else does it have to do? They don’t have the wit to problem solve, just kill. And its hunger drives it to find something in this closed space it can feed upon.
    There is one fresh kill in here with me, but that won’t last. What little I know about them tells me they have to keep feeding. I recall something one of the lab assistants, Holly, said to me when I came to do tests for them.
    She mentioned these creatures burn up an insane amount of calories. They must feed, or the pain overwhelms them. They kill to stay alive and keep their terrible pain at bay.
    I am shaken out of my own dilemma when the reason for the noise on the other side of the room decides to flee. A woman’s voice screams in the dark. I don’t think the creature is close enough to pounce. Still, whoever is hiding there thinks so, and they aren’t going to die quietly.
    Then I remember Holly. The young lab assistant who is nice to me when I come in here to have blood drawn. I thought she left the clinic a moment ago. Evidently, she came back inside just before I switched out the lights and leapt to the floor behind the bed.
    There is a door at that end. I did not consider it because of the distance, but Holly is closer. She screams her head off now, trying to make a run for it. The creature runs after her in the dark. If it had any trouble seeing her, the screams take care of the problem.
    In my mind a new dilemma emerge s. A woman is in danger. Sure, but she is one of them. She works for MI6, the same people who are basically holding me prisoner. I don’t owe her anything.
    However, this isn’t just a nameless face. I’ve come to know her a little. Holly is the only one who is truly kind to me. She talks to me like I am a person, not just some science experiment as the scientists do. She calls me Jonathan, not Patient Zero.
    Yet, an opportunity presents itself. She is distracting the creature. It seeks after her now. She is leading it further away from me and my escape route here at the front of the infirmary. While it goes for Holly, I can get to my feet and dash for the door on my end. Once I lock the door from the outside, I will be safe.
    My conscience battl es with my natural instinct to survive. Conscience even tries to play both sides a little. If I go now, then the creature will probably become confused between the two of us. Holly will gain enough time to make it to the side door, and I will get out the front. We will both be safe.
    Conscience and instinct both like this plan a lot.
    Still, I know that isn’t how this is going to play out. Holly won’t make it. These things are too fast, and she is screaming too loud. It’s in frenzy. She is about to die, and I am about to do nothing and allow it.
    I saw the fire extinguisher earlier when I was sitting on the bed waiting for Dr. Schuler to come speak with me. I have been here about a dozen times, since my first day.
    I did not think of the extinguisher as a weapon before. It’s fastened to the wall by a metal clip. It’s the only thing I can think of, and there is no time for real strategy.
    I leap to my feet and reach to the wall. It c omes away in my hand easily. I can’t see the particulars, but fortunately a fire extinguisher is pretty basic. Pull the pin and squeeze the trigger.
    Holly is still screaming, but she hasn’t reached the door. I see her in the light of the exit sign over her head. Unfortunately, the creature is almost upon her. All this happens in a matter of seconds. Holly will die in less time.
    “Hey!” I shout with the fire extinguisher in my hands, running over to the light coming through front door.
    I am keenly aware of the dead guard at my feet. My bare feet feel the wetness seeping around his body on the floor. I