Days 106– 112 of the experiment.
Gil wedged himself between a sturdy storage rack and the barrel and waited while Theo stood in the shadows next to the still-open door. As soon as the guards appeared, Gil kicked the barrel as hard as he could, sending it tumbling into the unsuspecting men.
“Go,” he yelled, dashing forward and hurdling both the guards and barrel. Theo was right behind him as they sprinted down the hall, sliding around the corner, only slowing when they came to a set of stairs.
“Which way?” Theo asked, glancing up than down.
Gil patted his pockets looking for his directions before remembering Celeste crumpled them. “I don’t know–do you have a map or something?”
“No, I was following Zulenna.”
Behind them, footsteps grew closer, setting Gil into full flight mode.” Down is quicker,” he finally said before taking the stairs two or three at a time, leaping from the landing to the floor below, but the doors into the hall beyond were locked. Read more…