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: 6. Trials :

"Compared to us." Josh added. Tyler nodded.

"As much as I'd like to hijack our asses out of here we should gather information." Josh bit the inside of his cheek with thought.

Tyler glanced up at Josh. "Like what?"

"When I arrived they took samples and filed stuff on every platform. Papers, computers, you name it."

"You're saying if we find where they keep it, we can get a better idea of what this place is?"

"Sure." The curly haired man nodded. "Or what they want."

"How did you get out of the last one?"
Tyler questioned, toying around with grass between his nimble fingers.

"I..." Josh quieted. He sighed and glanced over to see Tyler's eyes wide with intrest. "It's a long story."

"We got time." He quipped. Josh shook his head, curls lightly falling on his face, Tyler couldn't help but put back.
"No not exactly." Josh replied as he noticed the brown haired young adult run towards them frantically.

Just as Tyler was about to question what Josh meant, he heard heavy footsteps and irregular breathing.
"Joshler!" Tom gasped out of breath. "They just took Evan."

Tyler furrowed his eyebrows, sitting up and away from Josh's warmth. "What?! Why?"

"I don't know!" Tom was shaking uncontrollably. "T-they had guns man. Like big ones."

Josh narrowed his eyes. "Did they hurt you?" He stood up, reaching his hand out to help Tyler stand aswell.

"No, but Jenna- a-and Brendon-" Tom tried to gasp out, the events flashing before his eyes. "I tried to warn her- them but I was too late. So I came to tell you so you can save them." He breathed out to both of them. "Please." His brown eyes where puffy red from obviously crying, Tyler glanced down to find blood on the young kids hands.

"Jesus, Tom," Josh muttered.

"Go help them! Go!" Tom shouted, pushing both the men into the direction of where he'd just came from. "Block C." He gasped before he went back into a panic attack, clutching his bloodied hands around himself and curling himself into a ball on the floor.

Tyler looked over at Josh to find the man already staring back. They both nodded, faces growing serious as they ran towards the doors.

The guards shouted at them, electric rods buzzing warningly but they didnt listen, and didn't care if they where being followed. They just needed to find their friends and make sure they're alive.

Tyler grasped Josh's arm to steer him in the right way for Block C. Soon letting go as they both ran incredibly faster at the distant whaling.

Josh wasn't tired, as he could run literally all day however Tyler did have to catch his breath when they arrived at the gruesome scene, and they didn't know where to start.

Jenna layed unconscious on the floor, blood bloming from the centre of her blue jumpsuit. Her usually golden blonde hair soaked with blood as the red liquid quickly pooled around her.
Brendons blue suit was almost completely drenched, and he'd obviously tried to take it off seeing as a new pool of blood formed randomly on the floor.

"Josh hold Jenna, I'll get Brendon."
Tyler quickly instructed. Josh nodded before quickly scooping up the blonde, trying not to grimace at the blood driping past his fingers, letting the womans head fall onto his broad chest. "Got her." He informed.

Tyler nodded over at them before looking frantically over where the new pool of blood is. "Brendon stop moving, I can't see you or get a grip."

The invisible man coughed, Tyler figured he couldn't speak because he only felt a weak hand grasp onto his jumpsuit. "Here, here I got you." Tyler hoisted up what he prayed where his legs and carried him over to Josh.

"You good?" Josh asked at Tyler, even though he was staring forward intensely.

"Yeah you?"

"No not really." Josh listened harder. "Some guards are at the end of the hall." He said nodding his head down the entrance they just came from. "Waiting to catch us."

Tyler turned when he caught a shadow at the edge of his eyes.

"FREEZE!" the guards shouted. These did hold guns.

"Shit." Tyler mumbled.

"I hope you have an idea in that pretty brain of yours, cause I don't plan on following their instructions." Josh mumbled over to Tyler.

The brunette slowly nodded. The guards Josh warned where hiding soon appeared and Tyler nodded more confident this time.

"Josh you have to trust me." He said hurriedly. Josh nodded. "Stay close, don't drop Jenna."

Tyler's eyes flashed red. The lights flickered and suddenly a large shadow emerged from the flickering lights. The figure had eyes similar to Tyler, if not darker, with a sickening demeanor and oily black skin.

"Run!" He shouted.

Josh ran towards Tyler. The two barrelling through not worrying about the guards as they where too caught up on trying to kill whatever Tyler had brought into the facility.

They ran and ran, Tylers arms growing weak from the weight of a grown man but suddenly stopped when he saw the familiar pale face of a strawberry haired man.

"Tyler what are you doing? We have to go!" Josh shouted over the cries of the dying men being torn to shreds. The more guards that came the more the red eyed figured seemed to smile. All it saw was death.

"Don't worry about him," Tyler nodded down to the red eyed figure. "Sorry Brendon." The brunette apologized as he placed his friend on the ground.

"It's gucci." He replied in a drawn out groan in obvious pain.

"It's Patrick." Tyler stated. Josh furrowed his eyebrows not familiar with the name, but Brendon gasped.

Tyler bursted through the door. "Pat-"
His face fell immediately. He felt sick.

Patrick's head and torso remained intact, but his lower half was completely removed, almost surgically. His face was relaxed but it had old dentions of screaming. Tyler could feel his friends pained soul.

"O-oh my god Patrick." Tyler stuttered out, on the edge of tears. Which was rare for the brunette in itself.

"Tyler?" A soft voice choked out.

Tyler quickly turned around. A heavy breath of joy emitted past his lips as he found Evan, bound by rope that chafed his skin and IV's plugged in his torso. "Evan, are you okay?"

Evan grumbled incoherently as a reply, his body collapsing onto Tyler's as he hurriedly untied the binds. Trying hard not to let emotion plague his focus.

Evan tried to speak, but Tyler's jumpsuit was muffling him. "What?"

"They killed him. They killed Patrick." Evan grieved. Tyler wrapped his friends arm around his neck, making sure he's steadied. Evan grabbed something but Tyler wasn't sure what, too busy trying to get his friend out alive that he didn't notice Evan stuff a paper into his pocket.

"We have to go." Tyler told Josh who was holding Jenna on one shoulder, and Brendon on the other.

"What about your friend Patrick?" Josh asked curiously.

"He's-" Tyler cut himself off. "We don't have time for this we have to get out of here, he could go at anytime." Tyler referred to the red eyed monster.

"Where to? We can't go back the way we came obviously, and if we travel any farther we'll hit a dead end."
Josh informed.

A tall man with striking blue eyes rounded the corner, nodding over to the frazzled group before gesturing over. Josh immediately recognized the man from yesterday, but he didn't know him anyother time before then. He could be dangerous. They didn't so much as budge causing the man with a cigarette between his lips to roll his eyes.

"Come with me if you want to live."
His blue eyes looked between the three conscious men. "Now."