Stronger Together

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The sounds of sirens and helicopters had faded away completely by the time we finally stopped "traveling." Stewart seemed exhausted from all the effort, his face pale and covered with sweat, but he pushed through and lead me to an exit on one of the rooftops. We stepped through right into another stairwell and immediately started making our way down the stairs. This time our pace was much more relaxed. 

"You okay?" I asked after we had to stop for the 3rd time for Stewart to catch his breath. He seemed close to fainting. 

"Yeah." He sighed. "Haven't jumped that much before, really takes it out of me." 

"Should we take a longer break?" I asked as he continued down the stairs again.  

"Nah. We're almost there." 

"Where is there?"

"It's not far. Some friends of mine will pick us up here and we'll go over." His words made me even more suspicious, but I kept walking.  

"That doesn't answer my question and what friends?" I said, considering whether or not I should stop and try to get away now. 

"I know, but like I said, as soon as we are safe I'll tell you everything. All you need to know now is that I am part of a group of people who look out for Abnormals like you.' He answered, glancing up at me.

"Abnormals like me? How big is this group?" 

"You'll see, I promise." He answered, stopping in front of a door with a large number 5 painted next to it. He opened it for me and I gingerly stepped into a dimly lit hallway, glancing around to make sure no one else was there. 

"And if I don't want to go with you?" I asked, keeping my voice low. The question seemed to throw him off guard and he nervously checked his watch. I didn't think I wanted to be part of any "group," that is if it wasn't some kind of trap. 

"No, no, you are free to go whenever you want. Let's just get to safety first. I'm sure the city is crawling with ACU agents right now, not to mention helicopters and drones."

"Alright," I said, not wanting to seem ungrateful for everything he has done for me tonight. "But after that, I'll go off on my own. I really appreciate all your help, though."

"Don't mention it." He replied, avoiding eye contact. His behaviour made me suspicious, but I convinced myself he was just nervous about going outside. If it was something else, I would figure it out. 

We kept a relaxed pace down the hall, passing rows and rows of doors with little brass numbers. It didn't take us long to reach the elevator, we stopped in front of it and Stewart pressed the call button. It came up relatively fast and we stepped in. 

"I'm meeting my people in the parking garage." He said, reaching for the correct button. "You can probably grab a car there or just sneak through the exit, it's definitely better than going through the lobby." 

"Sure." I answered, watching the silver doors slid close. A deafening silence soon crept into the elevator car, the type that immediately made you aware of how uncomfortable you were. 

Something felt wrong. His demeanor had changed so suddenly, going from relaxed pun teller to seeming very worried and paranoid. I became increasingly aware of the power humming through me, the calm voice in the back of my head trying to convince me to dive into Stewart's mind. I fought it, still unsure about how to control Abnormals. Luckily it didn't take long for a bell to chime and signal that we had reached our floor. 

The doors slowly opened to reveal a damp, cold parking garage. There were quite a few cars scattered around, their metal exteriors gleaming under the few fluorescent lights hung across the ceiling. There didn't seem to be any people around, but we were cautious as we slowly stepped out of the elevator.  We came to a stop in front of it, watching as the doors slowly slid closed.  

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