He glanced at his watch impatiently. 3 Minutes was all he had to do it. Millions of times he went over the exact steps he had to take in those minutes. There was only 1 hour left before the plan was set in motion. He pictured the faces of the two children again. Two hopeless little beings, a boy and a girl of only 7 years old and cursed with the gift of the Twins. Ruthlessly taken away from their parents, unknowing of what was to come. Little did they understand of what the Section had in mind for the. He was there to stop it from happening. 30 Minutes left. He stared at the sea again. The water that seemed so calm and peaceful would soon start rising above his head. One wrong step and he would be engulfed in the waves before he had the chance to even enter the cave. All would be lost. A cold shiver went down his spine. What if the clues they had found were false, making the entire investigation a failure? What if he got inside only to find that they weren’t there? He knew that this might be the last few moments he had. He tried to enjoy the last time he could feel the warm sea breeze on his face, the last perfect sunset he might ever see, but he couldn’t He anxiously glared at his watch again. 15 Minutes. He visualised the information they gave him. He had 30 seconds to enter the cave before the water would make it impossible. Left at the red stalagmite, over the perfect round hole, push against the dented rock and walk towards the ‘black face’. 5 Minutes left. He knew he should take exactly 10 steps to the left, go through the ‘invisible door’. 45 degrees to his right he should see a pointed ledge and on top of it was the cage. He would find them there behind the 5 steel bars. He would walk closer toward them and then. Only 10 seconds left. After that he had to make the Connection. He knew exactly what to do. 5… 4… His heart started beating wildly in his chest. 3… 2… 1…
His look changes into one of determination. The waves lifted just enough for him to slip through toward the entrance of the cave. Light as a feather he hopped from stone to stone and in front of him he saw a small crack in the wall getting closer. Forcing himself to calm down, he took a deep breath and made himself as small as possible to push himself through the crack. He slowly felt his feet sinking away into the rising water. “Be like the snake.” He told himself over and over. The water almost reached his neck and after seconds that felt like hours he managed to fit through. Without delay he ran towards the red stalagmite and took a left turn. In front of him he saw a long tunnel with at the end a big black hole. As fast as he could he ran toward the hole and with a giant leap he landed on the other side of it. His hands started scanning the wall in high speed for the dent. After being unable to find it for a few precious seconds he almost felt like he had a heart attack. Yet again he forced himself to breathe and quickly after his spirits lifted, feeling the slight dent in the wall. As soon as he pressed against the dent the wall started moving, revealing a pitch dark tunnel. He quickly flicked on the flashlight he had gotten out of his pockets and moved forward again. While hopping over from pillar to pillar he desperately tried to forget the danger of taking one wrong step, causing him to fall hundreds of metres to his death. He decided to look straight forward, switching off his mind, when he saw a ‘the face’ in the corners of his eyes. A black statue of the face of Section. He out his hands on the statue and turned it around until it was facing his left and he heard a loud click. Counting out loud to be absolutely sure he took 10 steps to his left and focussed on the wall in front of him. There, barely noticeable he spotted the edge of a door. Quickly storming through the door he found himself in a dark room. Immediately a eerie feeling befell him and he noticed that the room reeked of fresh blood and death. 45 degrees to his right he saw a ledge that looked like a perfect triangle. He saw the 5 steel bars standing before him in an intimidating way and he flashed the light in the cage. His heart sank. There was no one. Despair reached it’s climax and all his hope was burnt to ashes. Everything was lost. Just when he was about to throw himself to the ground he heard a soft weeping. Quickly he aimed the flashlight toward the cage again and there, in a small corner he saw the two children, silently crying. The fear in their eyes was overwhelming, but he had to force himself to get over it. “Give me your hands!” Het shouted. The children clutched each other and tried to back away a bit more. The tears were flowing out of their eyes and they were shaking to their very cores. Suddenly he noticed the moist streams flowing over his cheeks. Was it the seawater he had been in a few moments ago? Were they tears? He didn’t have the time to think about it. “NOW!” He screamed even louder then before. His voice was shaking and his hands were trembling. The Twins doubtingly approached him. Their hands were soft and cold, but they were steady. Maybe this was their strength. Desperately he tried to make the connection, but his mind had shut him away. He felt the little hand of the boy clutching him more and he looked into his eyes. “Calm down. Focus.” The boy said. His calmness was overwhelming, almost surreal. He took another very deep breath to calm himself down. When he managed to focus again he felt the power of the Twins flowing through his veins and his eyes emitted a bright white light. The Connection was made. He focussed on the location they had told him about. The vague image of the trees in his mind became clearer every second and after a while they found themselves in the forest. They were saved. The twins collapsed into the soft grass and he felt a daze taking him over. With the last bit of strength he had he carried them to the hollow tree and covered them with a woollen blanket. Seconds later he fell into a long and dreamless sleep.
Today I decided I’d make good use of the time I spend in class doing absolutely nothing! Since Someone had to be ill during class and I had to sit alone, I decided to work on the challenge. Never thought I’d have some good inspiration while listening to worlds most boring teacher! Well for this story as for all until now I didn’t want to take an obvious idea and I tried to make use of my full creativity. The first thing I thought about was writing about a guy who had to wait for his date, but that seemed really lame. Now I think about it, next time I might chose that kind of approach instead of taking the usual fantasy/suspense view to a story for once ^_^ Anyway, this story looks like it’s still unfinished (like most do) so maybe I might make it longer some other time 😀 For now it’s just another challenge day done 😀