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Topic Started: Aug 13 2016, 05:40 PM (1,324 Views)
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[[ Aiden Slattery continued from One For Sorrow ]]

Fucking goddamnit. He should have known minutes ago, should have known once he had started going downstaris, for flippity's sake. He had no idea where he was going and honestly, the further he was going, the more he wanted to turn the fuck back and go all the way back the way he came.

Like, for real, what'd he expect, passing by a frickin' rusty ass metallic gate, path to freedom or something? Like, if this was a hoax, which he was still pretty damn sure about, then those crafty bastards really had made sure to make the most convincing hoax ever, so they had. Like, place looking like no soul had passed through this dump in ages or something, stuff and junk lying around - that was a frickin' straightjacket over there, right? Fuck, talk about commitment. This place was giving him straight up creeps, yup.

Yeah like, what the fuck had he been thinking. He was getting nowhere fast, if they were waitin' somewhere, ready to clear up the whole thing or something, it prolly wasn't gonna be there. Yeah, way too dark down here too, all musty and smelly-nelly and shit, time for him to get his ass out of there. Maybe go round the left corner this time instead of-

Holy shit. Fucking hell man, someone was definitely screaming his ass off somewhere back there. Like, more like yelling or some shit, but somebody was there, no dizzedi doubt about it.
He had already halfway turned around to walk back, now turning right back again, facing the unknown before him. Shit, how far in there did this thing go? Coulda almost sworn there was-

Fuck, more now. Someone was running, frickin' footsteps going really fast, more yelling. Goddamn. Alright, alright, looked like he had no choice. Some peeps were back there and they either needed help or were really excited about something or some shit, he had no clue. He had to get there though. No way he was gonna ignore that.

Aiden rubbed his own temples with his hands real quick, then grabbed his duffel bag tightly and started sprinting towards where the voices where coming from.
Edited by Rorick Skyve, Aug 13 2016, 06:18 PM.
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Yup, whatever the fuck was going down, it was going down further down that poorly lit way he was going - yippie. Not like he would have wanted to get out of this hellhole fast, get some fresh air and clear his head. Instead, he had to deal with some peeps apparently not getting this wasn't real, panicking or some shit.

Closer he came, the louder the voices became - like, duh, obviously that was gonna happen. Still couldn't make out what they were saying though. Definitely sounded like a dude though - no wait, more than one voice, they didn't sound the same. Sausage fest going on back there? Well, didn't mind if he joined.

He continued jogging down the hallway, though at a slower pace, passing another rusted gate in the process. Damn, that place really was a dump. Wondered where he was, island his ass, they weren't getting to him with that, no way on the subway. Prolly just some old barrack or something, in some slum area somewhere. Almost expected to run into a gang of hobos any second now. Though they had prolly taken care of that beforehand, given them a nickel and send them to a coffee shop or some shit.

He was getting real close now, could hear them more clearly. One voice was a bit lower than the other, belonged to a dude, no doubt about that anymore, but like, muffled or something. Prolly not cuz the guy had a paper bag over his head or some shit, though that woulda been kinda hilarious, really. Aiden was kinda surprised at himself, with him still feeling all willy nilly and stuff - well, not really, but he just wasn't buying all this, so he'd try and have a little fun at least, make the best outta this shitty fucking joke of a prank.

Alright, alright, almost there. End of the hallway looked like he was running into a dead end at first, but nah, there were turns for him to take, cut the corner and shit. Prolly not too hard figuring out where the other broskis were, just follow his instinct and like, the sound. Easy peasy.

Finally, he reached the other side of the corridor, now faced with the choice of going left or right. Shouting from the left. Problem solved. Sounded like they were doing a counter or something - yeah, counting down, so they were. What was that now? Eh, whatevs, he'd find out any second now.

Letting out a small sigh, he started jogging towards the now very audible source of the voices. Yeah, time to see what all the fuzz was about.
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Jesus, what were they doing back there? Sounded like he was missin' on hell of a party, the kind where everyone involved smashed up the whole place. Judging from that creaky-creaky sound and the other sounds, they were doing some serious heavy-lifting, like. Was about time he reached them, felt like he was playing hide and seek with a really shitty opponent.

Aiden turned another corner, slowing down his pace a bit so he didn't run into the opposite wall like a raging bull or just a goddamn idiot. There they were, finally, the whole bunch all gathered together, a little down the hallway. First thing he noticed was the place they were standing at. Like, fuck, was that a cell or something? What the hell were they doing standing in front of that dirty old thing? Weird.

Counted three peeps, two in front of that cell thingie and one other standing a bit farther away, all by herself. Was that Scarley Scarls? Yup, sure was, good old Scarlett in the flesh. Sweet.

And that dude standing there with the other chick, didn't recognize him instantly. Was a darkie though, so maybe Danny or Barry? Yeah, had to be one of those jokers. Aiden gave the guy a closer look, analyzed his body structure and stuff - made him feel kinda weird, really, like, no homo. But yeah, that had to be Barry, could tell from him being all tall like that and his build. Not too bad either, like, 'slong as he wasn't running into Darius or Bradman, all was puh-retty peachy.

No idea who that girl next to Barry was though, didn't help that they both had their backs to him and were staring into that cell like someone was breakdancing in there or some shit. Oh well, better be late to a party than..not being there. Damn, thought that'd sound cooler.

Aiden rubbed the back of his neck for a short moment, then started to walk towards the bunch. Like, maybe they were all still thinkin' this was serious or something. Couldn't have been the only smart cookie who figured out it was just a bunch of bull, could he? Like, no way. Those guys had to know what was up too.

"Heya folks!" He waved at them from afar, getting that old grin on his face going. "What's the story here? Whatcha make all that noise for?"
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Some noises coming from even farther back there. What, were there even more peeps hiding back there? How deep did the rabbit hole go? Aiden stopped walking, froze in place and began rubbing the side of his nose.

Yep, another dude back there, just emerged from the shadows of that holding cell thingie. Oh, that guy, right. Jon...something, John, Johnny - Jonathan, right. Pal of the Crow dude, if he remembered correctly. What, had he managed to lock his own ass up in that cell? Like, that would have been kinda impressive, almost. Had to have happened though, seemed unlikely the orchestrators behind all this crap would purposely lock someone in somewhere. Like, woulda gone too far, even for this level of crazy bullshit that was happening.

Had to love Scarlett though. Girl could only make a man smile, like, just her attitude and stuff, like a little injection of happiness or something, to him at least. He gave her a two fingered salute, then watched Jonathan do his thing. Guy sure seemed a little tense and shit, others two. No way, they weren't really buyin' all this, were they?

Aiden waited until Barry had finished addressing him, then took another step forward, hands on his hip. "So you guys are sayin' he was locked up in there? For real?" He removed a hand from his hip and let it wander through his hair. Damn, stuff was felted, really needed to get himself under a shower as soon as all this was solved.

"Like, wow, that's really crazy and stuff. But anyway, what's all that weapon talk you're having there? Like, you're all looking and actin' like this actually means anything, all this hanky-panky here. I mean, we're just gonna walk our asses out of this place and then some people will pop out of some bushes and go 'Surprise!' or something, right?"

He looked at them, one after the other, a smile on his face, kinda. Still had no idea who that other girl was. Maybe he didn't need to.

"I mean, c'mon guys. Don't tell me I'm the only one not fallin' for this?"

Edited by Rorick Skyve, Aug 15 2016, 06:13 PM.
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Aiden still didn't move. He looked from Scarlett to that foreign chick, then to Jonathan, then to Barry as they spoke. He heard what they said, but he wasn't sure he understood them. No, he was pretty fucking sure he didn't want to, didn't want to hear any more of that.

"Yeah, but like..."

That was all he got out. He was still ruffling his hair, the hand in question starting to get all jittery. What, did nobody have his back on this on one? Christ on a stick, this was just total horse hockey, complete fucking nonsense, that's what it was.

"Like..."
He began to feel the itch around his neck again. Right, the collar. Fuck, he had totally forgotten about this thing. Kinda gotten used to it, with it being there all the time and stuff. Musta been kinda like how someone wearing glasses got used to them over time, at least that was how Sharon had described it to him. Oh fuck, Sharon. He had promised to send her a message, tell her that her baby bro was all crispy and fine. Couldn't do that now, even his goddamn phone had been nicked. Like...that really was kind of too much, wasn't it? But maybe-

"I mean, what if this is just some sort of imposters doing work here? The real deal, those old SOTF cripples, aren't they like, all dead already? Wasn't that a thing?"

He wasn't sure, not really. He only remembered the news vaguely, been years since he saw that broadcast. His parents had flipped their shit back then, gone scaredy cat mode, told him to watch that thing about those psychos who kidnapped peeps like him for fun. He could have sworn it said they were all done and dealt with, wiped out good. Just had to be it. This couldn't happen to him, it just couldn't!

He raised a hand to feel at the collar thingie. Solid as heck, no way he could do much about that. Jesus.

And that whole business with Mister Graham? Like, he had to be in on all this too, didn't he? Like, if all this was a prank, then that seriously was too far gone, pretending to be dead and all and - no, fucking damnit, there were no 'ifs', this had to be fake, end of story. Nothing those peeps said would change that. They weren't gonna get his head spinnin' as well. He was better than this, to be sure.

"Not buyin' it, not buyin' any of this." Aiden tried to keep his voice down, but it got increasingly harder. He took a step backwards, then another one.

"I'm gonna get outta here, for serious. Maybe we leave this building and it will all be cleared up. Gotta be it."

He took another step backwards. He had to get out of here. This place was drivin' him crazy.

"Anyone with me?"
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Good old Scarley Scarls. Of course she was the first one to come to his side, girl was always good to make peeps feel better. Aiden couldn't help but feel a tiny bit touched, not tearing-up-worthy or anything, but still, it did feel nice. Meant she trusted him or something like that. Maybe she just wanted to be with him. Either way, sure made him feel less shitty, he'd have to thank her once they got out of the place.

He smiled back at her, thinking about patting her on the back for a moment, maybe even go all in for some hugging business. Nah, woulda looked kinda weird, maybe. She wasn't his sis, no permission to get all close and comfy there. "Thanks, appreciate it. Like really, thanks a whole bunch."

Other three though, no idea what they were gonna do. Like, stickin' to that whole story wasn't gonna help them any, all they had to do was follow him or something and they'd all sit in a bus back home soon enough. Still, if they wanted to hang around some more, that was their deal. Place was about as appealing as a back alley in New Jersey or some shit, so no real reason for them to stick around there. He wouldn't force them to come with him though, no way. Each to their own, that sorta business.

He waited until Barry finished talking, then shrugged. "I mean like, you can follow us and all, free country and stuff. Me, I'm gettin' out of here, no way I'm stickin' around any longer."

He gave each of the three others a quick glance again. Barry and Jon Jon, they'd figure out their shit soon enough, would prolly follow after a little chat with each other or something. The chick, he had no idea. Kinda creeped him out, really, what with her being all silent like that. She'd prolly follow the other two, so no reason to have a bad conscience there. He'd do his thing and so would they, all good.

"So for when you guys decide to bounce: Need to turn the corner I just came 'round." He pointed his thumb behind himself, over his shoulder. "Then go down the hallway, through all those gates, all the way to the end. Turn uh...right again, I'm pretty sure. Down another hallway, somewhere around there should be some stairs that go down. Missed them earlier, that's why I ended up here. No signs out there, so that sorta sucks." He cleared his throat. "Just some stuff that might come in handy."
He was ready to turn away and go back the way he came, but not before looking back at the other three one last time. "Look, all gonna be fine, okay? This isn't the real deal here, just isn't. See y'all later and don't get lost in here, alright? Wouldn't want to return home with three of our team missing, know what I'm sayin'?"

He snickered, then gave them a parting nod. Still hadn't lost his sense o' humor, nope. Wouldn't get all jittery over fuckery like this, no way. He was fine, they'd be fine too.

He turned his head to Scarlett, giving her a nod as well, inviting this time. "Let's go, yeah?"

((Aiden Slattery continued in Needles and Pins))
Edited by Rorick Skyve, Aug 18 2016, 10:22 PM.
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