CHAPTER
8
I N T O T H E L I G H T
“Danny, wake up!”
I sat up and gasped. “What is it?”
“They’re coming, I hear them!”
Loud thunderous rumbled echoed through the deep dark halls. I scrambled to my feet, grabbed Trinity’s ice-cold hand and ran for our lives.
We almost slipped a few times, but in a half-second we were back to our feet.
“Danny, it’s getting louder! Where’s the end of the tunnel!”
“I don’t know! Just keep going!” I ran so fast, my chest was starting to hurt.
And then heaven came to earth.
“Danny, look!”
I looked. And I almost cried.
Light. Light was peeking out of the ceiling in the distance. We picked up our speed and ran to that light like we were literally having armed-troopers run after us. My first instinct was to bang on the top of that sewer lid-type thing, you know, the things you see in New York where monsters would crawl out of them in the movies? No? Ok…
I banged so hard, screaming for help, though really should’ve been trying to somehow unscrew it.
Suddenly, through the holes I saw hands lift it up and out of the way.
“Andy!”
“Come on!”
I lifted Trinity up and then I leaped up into the air and they both grabbed my arms and pulled me up.
“We have to run! They’re after us! Got a ride?”
Andy stepped out of the way and revealed my now painted motorbike.
“Thank God for you, Andy,” I said breathily and quickly got on, Trinity behind me.
“What about you?” I said to Andy, my hands revving up the engine.
“Don’t worry, I’ll catch up with you. Go to my Aunt’s house in Wyoming. You can trust her.”
I nodded. We had gone there plenty of times and I knew her address by heart. But how would I find it?
“Thanks so much, Andy.”
Just as he went to respond, we heard shouts and loud footsteps.
My heart skipped a beat. “Bye, Andy!”
“Bye!” He mouthed and disappeared down the road somewhere. We were far from Trinity’s house and I barely recognized this part of town anywhere. But that was good. I hit the gas pedal and we roared down the lonely road into the woods.
