The alarms were sounding, screaming incoherent words at him. Doctor David could not focus with all the commotion. His pencil lead snapped as a harsh pounding echoed against the fire resistant door.
'God damn it." He cursed loudly, hissing as air slipped past his thin lips. He pushed the paper away from him and slammed his pencil onto the tabletop.
'What is it?" He screamed at the door.
'Doctor, Doctor David." A man screamed. 'She is loose! She is loose! I repeat she is loose!"
David could barely make out the sounds of chaos passed his steel sanctuary. He could faintly hear the sounds of gunfire and the wild screams of his fellow comrades. He stumbled away from his desk nearly tripping on some loose wires. His large hands covered the doorknob and he fingered at the handle before settling into what was most comfortable for him. Then he ripped it open ready to scream at the man who dared to interrupt him.
'Becks." He replied.
'Doctor! You need to...you need to get out of here!" The urgency in his tone made the Good Doctor want to slap the silly right out of him.
'You need to get out of here, she is coming, and she is loose!"
'Becks calm down. You are making little to no coherent sense." Doctor David nearly growled. Gunfire echoed around the east corridor, the weapons spit bullets at a target he could not see. Screams took over the alarms, over the military soldiers voices.
'Experiment 13, Experiment 13 she's broken past the guard. I...I do not know what is happening! Bodies are exploding; they are just bursting into pieces! The containment unit is covered in gore! This is a Class A alert...she's...she's...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...." The radio went dead, and static clicked over the air.
'Sir." Becks said leaning in to get the Doctor to pay attention to him. 'Time is not on our side here, it is only a matter of time till she is here!"
David did not seem to register what Becks was saying to him. More soldiers rushed past them, the thumping of their boots was like a war drum sounding.
'Becks see to it that the good Doctor escapes from here in one piece."
The boy nodded his head solemnly. If the Doctor would only pay attention to him, that would make his task much easier. However, the Doctor seemed interested in everything else but him.
'Let's go David." Becks said.
'I can't." He answered. 'All my work is here, my Chimera's, my creations, my lively hood. I cannot just abandon it." He said stubbornly, childishly.
'Who cares about all of that?" Becks yelled. 'What good is your work if you are dead?!"
Becks reached over and grabbed David by the collar yanking him forward. 'We are getting the hell out of here."
More anguish, it was closer this time. Soon they would be the ones caught in the middle. 'Stop, Stop!" David said. 'My work!"
He pushed Becks back, yanking himself free from the younger staffs grasp. He took a few steps back and fixed his lab coat. 'I need to collect my work,
I've put years into this place, and I am not going to let it all burn down just so I can start all over."
"You fool. You are on your own." Becks said. He took a step back and shook his head. He ran down the hallway disappearing around a corner.
David chuffed loudly in the direction the young boy went and turned looking in both directions. He was assessing the safest route to his laboratory. He ran down the hallway, and it brought him closer to the action but it was the fastest way to reach his destination. He was breathing hard and fast, part of that was from fear and another part of that was from adrenaline. He was hard just thinking about his perfect experiment.
