"I thought <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs got out," Neo said."Apparently <strong>the</strong>y didn't."**Group B: Shane, Perry, Tommy, Chr<strong>is</strong>, MattSoon <strong>the</strong>y started off in silence, following Matt's lead, though in th<strong>is</strong> place <strong>the</strong>re was no chance ofgetting lost. They half-crawled, half-walked on in <strong>the</strong> red light as <strong>the</strong> height of <strong>the</strong> tunnel varied, hopingfor an end, and trying not to think of Jjaks Clayton or whe<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong>y might ever see home again."I hope th<strong>is</strong> thing ends somewhere," Shane said as <strong>the</strong>y entered yet ano<strong>the</strong>r corridor and proceeded tomake it wetter than it had initially been."At least it's not a maze," Chr<strong>is</strong> said hopefully, when <strong>the</strong>y turned around ano<strong>the</strong>r corner and <strong>the</strong> tunnelchose that exact moment to branch out into two. A blank wall right ahead of <strong>the</strong>m, spreading smoothlyout into <strong>the</strong> d<strong>is</strong>tance; openings at right-angles to it on <strong>the</strong>ir left and right.Chr<strong>is</strong> concluded that <strong>the</strong> universe hated him.Matt halted and looked back. He was developing several serious anger <strong>is</strong>sues towards <strong>the</strong> architect ofth<strong>is</strong> place. "Left or right?" he asked."Left," Shane decided. "Just keep going left if it splits again. That way we won't get lost.""If we go left twice, we'll end up moving backwards," Tommy pointed out."That's assuming that <strong>the</strong> tunnels are all at right-angles to each o<strong>the</strong>r," Perry said, sitting down andleaning against <strong>the</strong> tunnel wall."What if <strong>the</strong>y are?" Chr<strong>is</strong> asked.The question hung in <strong>the</strong> air between <strong>the</strong> five of <strong>the</strong>m. The absence of Jjaks was suddenly morepalpable.Tommy ran a finger to and fro along <strong>the</strong> groove where <strong>the</strong> wall met floor, welcoming <strong>the</strong> mindlessactivity."Okay," Shane said. "Let's say th<strong>is</strong> <strong>is</strong> North." He pointed at <strong>the</strong> wall ahead of <strong>the</strong>m. "We just keep inthat direction. So we'll go left now and hope that <strong>the</strong> tunnel turns right and keeps on more or less in anorthwards direction. We'll have to get out eventually.""What if we don't?" asked Chr<strong>is</strong>, who had developed a sudden penchant for rhetorical questions."Maybe th<strong>is</strong> whole place <strong>is</strong> closed up. We don't even know where we are. Like... what if th<strong>is</strong> was justsome drainage pipe or something?""There wasn't any o<strong>the</strong>r way out-" Shane started."-Maybe we didn't look hard enough," Perry said. "Or maybe <strong>the</strong>re was never meant to be a way out."The beginnings of claustrophobia started to r<strong>is</strong>e at <strong>the</strong> edges of <strong>the</strong>ir minds."It's not like we can go back," Tommy said, looking more subdued than he had been all h<strong>is</strong> time inKenselton Hotel. He managed a laugh that sounded fake even to h<strong>is</strong> own ears. "I mean... because...that... that thing that ate..."He broke off with a grimace, a faraway look in h<strong>is</strong> eyes."Left it <strong>is</strong>," Shane said firmly. "Lead <strong>the</strong> way, Matt."**
Group C: Griffin, Kevin, Scott, Julian, Ron"I think I found a light-"Click.Light flooded <strong>the</strong> room.DEAD ROTTING BODIES DRAPED ALL OVER THE FURNITURELight hurriedly un-flooded <strong>the</strong> room.The sounds of hyperventilating took its place."Did you see... did you see...""<strong>Whoa</strong>.""Why'd you turn off-""NO! DON'T TURN IT ON AGAIN! Just... okay. Okay. AGH! WHO GRABBED ME-"Ron sighed and turned <strong>the</strong> lights on again.DEAD ROTTING BODIES STILL DRAPED ALL OVER THE FURNITUREGriffin let go of Julian, who stumbled back and tried to compose himself, although composing oneself <strong>is</strong>hard when surrounded by dead people doing just <strong>the</strong> opposite.It's okay, Julian told himself. He was a doctor. He'd seen worse. Except that those tended not to bedraped all over furniture and STARING AT YOU FROM THE DEPTHS OF ROTTING EYE SOCKETS-Kevin looked slightly more than faintly sick.They started unconsciously moving towards each o<strong>the</strong>r, in need for live company."What <strong>is</strong> th<strong>is</strong> place?" Scott asked. "And why's <strong>the</strong>re no smell?"Julian mumbled something about acclimat<strong>is</strong>ation."Anyone see Donnie around?" Griffin asked."Let's get out of here," Julian said. "Now."No one seemed to d<strong>is</strong>agree, so <strong>the</strong>y headed towards <strong>the</strong> door and got out of <strong>the</strong>re into <strong>the</strong> relativesafety of <strong>the</strong> corridor. Scott located <strong>the</strong> light switch and turned that on.Silence."No," Kevin said. "No.""It's not our floor," Ron said hollowly. "We... There wasn't an end room leading from <strong>the</strong> corridor, just<strong>the</strong> stairwell... Different block..."Scott quietly walked ahead and pushed open <strong>the</strong> next nearest door. Light from <strong>the</strong> corridor leaked inand revealed <strong>the</strong> familiar sight of a Kenselton Hotel common room. Only <strong>the</strong>re were more corpses lyingabout; most of <strong>the</strong>m down by <strong>the</strong> floor, huddled toge<strong>the</strong>r in death."What's th<strong>is</strong> supposed to be? The future?" Ron asked when <strong>the</strong>y came over to look."I thought everyone else got out," Kevin said."Could be an alternate future," Griffin said. He left <strong>the</strong>m and walked down <strong>the</strong> corridor to <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r end,pulling that open; th<strong>is</strong> one opened into <strong>the</strong> front stairwell, and by <strong>the</strong> light of <strong>the</strong> corridor and that spillingout from <strong>the</strong> ajar door of <strong>the</strong> small lift lobby, he could make out <strong>the</strong> painted label on <strong>the</strong> wall."Block H," he announced, h<strong>is</strong> voice echoing in <strong>the</strong> empty stairwell. "Thirty-second floor." He looked
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