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#For context Cyber is 15 and Spades is 17
phant0mspades · 2 years
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February, 2016. Escape
- Perspective One of Four - 
Three matches, three strategic areas. I put the first one in our bathroom, right under the shower curtain. The next one went in the basement, on the rug where Ally landed when she got tossed down there. Last one in the pantry, I shut the door and darted back upstairs. The glass would break and I didn’t want to be around when it did.
Both of us dressed in our espionage suits, all black with the red and white trim on me, or the violet and purple trim on Ally. It would work better dressed like this apparently. Guess I would find out...Ally had been on these missions but wasn’t directly involved. Mum always had me when they did those things.
I could smell the smoke from our bathroom yet Ally was still on her bed, clutching her head between her knees. Whimpering. She looked so tiny, the smallest I had ever seen her. I knew dad didn’t want us to take up a lot of time but she was the only star left...something was wrong. I kneeled in front of her and took her hands away from her head, uneven pupils and unfocused...
Oh...mom had forced all nine into her. All at once, like the doctors strictly told her not to do. Wasn’t that...wasn’t that against one of the rules? Pretty sure I heard that one. But we couldn’t wait, I couldn’t anyway...if I didn’t get out now, I never would. I picked Ally up and grabbed our bags. She immediately hung on and I could feel her whole body shaking as she held back sobs by pushing her face into my shoulder. When we got further away from the house we could fix this. Dad would know what to do...right? Or would he just slap her for not fighting enough?
It didn’t matter in that moment, we needed to leave. Or, Ally was supposed to. He never told me.
I got us to the backyard and I opened the gate to the alleyway and slipped through. Ally muttered something in Irish but I couldn’t hear her over the blood roaring in my ears. We were actually doing this...actually leaving. 
The moment the gate shut behind us I took off sprinting, sprinting as if I needed to be across the field in five steamboats. Which, to a degree I did. We needed to meet dad at Checkpoint Beta, or he would leave without us. I didn’t want to stay, and I know Ally didn’t want to either. 
So, I ran. Faster than I had in the assessments, like my life depended on it. Because it did.
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