Chapter 12

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            Trinity and Gabe walked out of the infirmary and down the hall.  They walked for hours, Trinity had to use the wall occasionally to take weight off her ankle.  They hadn’t been interrupted for a while and Trinity hadn’t been shocked for several hours.

            Gabe looked at his watch as the twelfth hour ticked away.  Trinity leaned against the wall and slid to the ground.

            “Come on Trinity, we can’t stay here.” Gabe said.

            “I’m so tired,” she sighed.

            “Trinity, we have thirty six hours to get out of here, we have to keep moving.”

            “Just an hour, please.” She murmured as she began to drift to sleep.

            “Come on Trinity, we have to go.  We can’t stop for anything.”

            He sighed and picked her up.  Putting her on his back, she wrapped her arms around his neck and he carried her under the thighs.  She rested her head on his shoulder and slept soundly for two hours as Gabe carried her.

            “Aw, how cute, you two have come a long way from wanting to kill each other just fourteen hours ago.” The man cooed.  Gabe ignored him and continued to walk.  He had just picked a general direction and was walking that way.

            Trinity tensed for a moment and groaned in her sleep.  He had shocked her again.

            “What do you want?” Gabe snarled.

            “How about we play a game,” he said with a euphoric voice.  All of the hallways and doors branching off were covered with a clang.   The shock had woken Trinity and the clang had brought her completely to her senses.  Lowering Trinity onto her feet, they walked down the hall.  They arrived in a large open room.  The room was full of ledges and bars and below them was a chasm full of large spikes.

            On the other side of the room was a switch and looking back, Gabe saw why.  Coming down the hallway was a wall.

            “Stay here,” Trinity said.  Gabe looked at her and back at the wall.

            “Hurry up,” he told her.  She jumped across a gap and grabbed the first ledge with her finger tips.  If the man hit her with a shock while she was doing this, she would fall to her death, impaled on the spikes below.

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