Chapter 18

                                    

                                          
Kriti pov 
                          
"What do we do?" I whispered.
"Okay, heres the plan. Everybody is down that hallway. Their rooms are the first few doors. The guards are down towards the end, guarding the exit. I'll take care of the guards, you bust everyone out. Okay?
                          
"Yea . . . But how do I break down the doors?"
"With this" he told me.
                          
He pointed to the emergency fire axe inside the glass case.
And then he smashed the glass with his fist.
                          
He picked up the axe with ease and handed it to me.
It was heavier then it looked, and I staggered under it's weight.
                          
"Be ready" he told me, and then disapeared down the corner.
In about second I could clearly hear screaming, yelling, and crashing sounds.
                          
I took a deep breath, and rounded the corner.
The hallway was really long.
                          
An almost endless hallway of white doors.
Far down the hallway I could see Varun battling with a bunch of guards.
                          
Their was blue fire all over the place and blood.
I looked away.
                          
I marched to the first door, and lifted the axe.
I brought it down on the door with as much force as I could.
                          
I did this over and over again untill their was a nice sized hole in the middle of the door.
I expected a guard to attack me or something but they a seemed to busy fighting Varun.
                          
I slipped into the hole in the door.
It was pitch black inside, and I blindly placed the axe down against the wall.
                          
"Hello?" I called softly.
No answer.
                          
I felt along the wall for the light switch.
When I found it I flipped on the lights.
                          
The room looked the same as the one we were in.
Only, not destroyed.
                          
Passed out on the bed was Aditya. He was covered in bruises and blood.
"Aditya!" I shouted as I rushed up to him.
                          
I shook him violently.
"Wake up, Aditya!" I shouted "Wake up! Or so help me God you'll be sorry! C'mon wake up!"
                          
He finally stirred. "Huh, What?" he said, rubbing his eyes.
"C'mon! We have to get out of here!"
                          
"Where in Arthasian" I told him urgently "C'mon we have to get out of here!"
He caught on quickly, and jumped up.
                          
He ran out the door and I followed.
He ran to the door across from his.
                          
He ripped it right off the hinges, and tossed it aside.
"Go get shraddha!" he shouted at me before running down the hall towards the guards.
                          
He shifted into his wolf self and started fighing alongside Varun.
I walked hesitantly into the bright room.
                          
Their were bright ultra-white lights hanging from the ceiling.
It was bright, too bright.
                          
The room was pretty undisturbed.
The white furniture almost looked like it was glowing in white light.
                          
Slumped on the floor in the rays of light was Shraddha.
                          
"Shraddha!" I shouted, runnng up to her.
I kneeled next to her. "Shraddha? Shraddha!! I shouted.
                          
She was laying down on the floor, motionless.
Her long black hair was draped over her face.
                          
I brushed the hair out of her face.
Her eyes were closed, and she wasn't breathing.
                          
"Shraddha! Wake up!" I shouted, almost sobbing "Wake up! C'mon, please wake up!"
There was no response.