From
The Seven Cups of the
Apocalypse...
"You
should have been on
guard! That can just as
well be a draft as
Eliott returning."
"I didn't hear any
sound of an engine, or a
guard doing the rounds,
or steps in the house or
outside. So let's take a
look at this
hangar."
"I
would prefer to clear
out. I don't like this
place. We have found
enough information to
know what Eliott is
working on."
"We
enter, and some minutes
later, we leave. We
don't live forever.
Okay?" Al said
matter-of-factly. The
breeze and fresh air
raised the curtain even
higher. "This has
to be his laboratory. We
can't learn anything
more and we can't stay
here any longer."
This
time, they heard a noise
coming from the hall. Al
gestured at Jennifer to
keep silent and put his
ear to the door. He
heard no sound and tried
to open it in vain.
Al heard
growls echo in the
immense residence,
making his blood run
cold. "We've been
locked up!"
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