Days 113 – 119 of the experiment.
Gil stared up at Anevka from where Tarvek had tossed him, his lips still tingling from the surprise kiss. “What was that for?”
Anevka laughed at her brother’s retreating form. “Serves him right for spying.”
“Spying?” Gil frowned then touched his lips. “Wait, you kissed me because you knew Tarvek was watching?” Anger bubbled up as she continued to laugh.
“Oh, Gil, you’re so innocent; it’s just adorable.”
Gil got up, stepping out of her reach. “You used me to humiliate your own brother.” He couldn’t hide the hurt in his voice. I knew I shouldn’t have trusted her.
Anevka’s smile fell away. “Come on, Gil, it was just a joke–don’t be like that.”
Gil just shook his head as he continued to back away from her towards the gate then he turned and ran. He was only a few seconds behind Tarvek, but the tunnel and staircase were both empty already.
Gil took the stairs three at a time, throwing open the gate at the top with a clank. Which way? He was about to head back the way he’d come with Theo earlier–towards the burning atrium–when he heard a door slam in the opposite direction.
Following the noise, he found himself in an older, less used part of the castle. The hall sported heavy iron doors every ten meters or so. Gil stopped in the center of the corridor, straining to hear any sound, any clue which door he heard slam. His only other option was to just try to randomly open them.
The closest two he tried were, of course, locked and the third had been welded shut. Gil backed quickly away from that one when something began scratching and the knob shook–his father did say Sturmhalten was notorious for its monsters. Read more…