Winds Of The Apocalypse (24 page)

She suggested in a small voice
, moving back towards the exit.

"You have to believe that what she is doing is in the best interest of your brother and maybe you can't understand it now but…"

"Hello!" Morgan howled, stomping the floor with his foot.

"Didn't you notice yet that I am '
The poor child?!' This is my life we are talking about here! And I am not ready to die yet! Especially not so some stupid bitch would have the pleasure to feel better with her guilt trip!" The nurse looked at him standing there, and then at the teen on the bed.

Her face read: 'It couldn't be
, they couldn't have really meant that…'

"Don't I have a say in the matter?!" Morgan continued his words volume going up to screaming. He was feeling so heated up now by the stupid woman's suggestion that he didn't even notice her continuing to ste
p back towards the wooden door.

Luckily for them all though, Jon did and moved immediately to stop her.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you!" Jon said, his tone threatening, knowing for sure that the nurse was clearly seeing him too.

"
Uggh…" Morgan suddenly gasped and collapsed to his knees, fading out for a fragment of a second and coming back clutching his heart, breathing deep as his eyes closed on their own.

"Morgan!" Casey forgot the idiotic nurse as she rushed to Morgan's side, kneeling beside him and wrapping her arms around his body, helping him up from the floor and holding him steady against her.

"Morgan!" Casey looked at her pale brother who slowly opened his eyes, shuddering in Casey's grasp. "What the hell happened?! Are you all right?!"

"I…" Morgan shook his h
ead, flinching at the movement.

"I felt…Weakness…Like I wasn't here for a second…I think that my heart stopped." Morgan heaved out, looking at his now slightly transparent hands that were slowly returning to normal.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Colin's erratic voice came from behind the head board. "That was probably me! I kind of unplugged you for a second...But it's fine now! I attached the machine to the generator! It works great!" He smiled brightly and Casey roared in anger.

"Hello moron!! What are we here for?! We are trying to prevent this kind of shit from happening! We are not here to kill him ourselves!" Casey declared as she glared at her apologetic looking friend.

"I said I was sorry!” Colin tried to overcome Casey's loud shouting. “I…"

"Stop!
Stop fighting!" Morgan pushed himself away from Casey as he closed his eyes momentarily, placing a hand on his forehead and breathing in hard. 

“Morgan...C'mon...” Morgan let Casey support him as he felt a rush of warmth go through his body. It felt like he was getting heavier, like he was again bound by his human body, the connection grew stronger the longer he stayed next to it to support it, maybe it wasn't such a bad thing.

"God….Remind me again why do I trust my life to the hands of a bunch of kids?"

Morgan asked, laying his right hand on his throbbing forehead.

"Because you don’t have a choice." Casey reminded him, rubbing his back gently, smiling at her big brother.

"Oh, right, I thought it was something like that." Morgan smiled back at her; he was actually quiet shocked in a good way that his friend and siblings were handling the situation as well as they did.

”Ok, I’m done.” Colin declared as he had just finished setting the generator, connecting it to the machine they were going to bring with them.

“Casey, can you help me out for a moment?” Casey looked at Morgan who nodded and then Casey let him go and went over to Colin, helping her friend to pick up the big black box from the floor and carefully set it on the bed where Morgan’s body was lying covered.

"We need to get going." Colin said to the three siblings, making sure that the generator was set firmly against the covers and that it was not going to fall off.

”Wait.” Jon said as he looked at the nurse who was still standing by the doorway, staring at them blankly with fear evident in her eyes.

"I'm sorry." He said to her, drawing her attention. "But we can't risk you following us and stopping us before we are out of here safely,”

The nurse took a shallow breath; Jon was almost satisfied by the power of his words on her. “So,” He continued. “We don’t have a choice but to lock you in here."

He reached his hands toward her, making her flinch. "Give me your keys please.”

He asked politely but with a sense of no bargaining in his tone of voice.

The nurse, looking at the others and seeing how determined they were with no way to escape them at the moment reluctantly reached into her pocket and handed the keys to Jon who nodded in gratitude and turned to Colin to help him role Morgan's hospital bed to the wooden door.

Jon slowly open
ed the door and peeped outside.

"The coast is clear." He said, opening the door as wide as it had allowed him. "Ok, let's go!" He ordered as they rolled the bed into the empty hallway with Casey and Morgan walking out after them.

"Thank you." Casey said to the nurse before she had closed the door and locked her in the bedroom, relieved that she didn't start immediately to call for help.

Casey didn't know it but the moment she closed the do
or the nurse smiled devilishly.

She shed her human appearance and the apocalypse vanished, leaving the room empty as it was before Morgan's lit
tle gang ever came there.

"C'mon! C'mon!" Morgan rushed his friends as they made their way to the elevator.

"You can help, you know!" Casey snapped at him as she joined Colin and Jon in rolling the bed down the shiny linoleum.

”I am badly injured and my head hurts.” Morgan said dramatically making Casey roll her eyes
in annoyance and Jon to laugh.

“Well, will you at least get the elevator, you wounded war hero?” Casey asked, pushing the bed forward and Morgan, sighing, did as his sister asked him to, hurrying down the hall and pressing the silver button, almost jumping back at the sound of the annoying dong that followed as the elevators doors opened.

"The elevator is waiting!” He called out to his friends who were meters from him.

“Hurry up! C’mon!” He rushed them, holdi
ng the open door with his foot.

“Shut up or your head won’t be the only thing that
hurts you annoying thing you!”

Casey threatened.

They were almost at the doors of the lift ,ready to roll Morgan’s bed in when suddenly they heard a shout ,a male voice screaming at them from somewhere down the hallway.

"Hey kids!
What the fuck are you doing?!"

Casey turned to see the gorilla like guard that was earlier at the entrance to the hospital stumbled against his own feet in his attempt to get to them.

"Hurry!" Morgan screamed as he jumped away from the elevator door to help his friend push the bed with his body into the elevator. "Press the button Colin!" Morgan ordered his friend who was the first to go in and now the closest to the keyboard.

Colin hit the ‘Exit’ button and the elevator doors slowly began closing as they all held their breath at the sight of the balky guard hurrying his pace to catch up to them.

The doors almost closed completely when the guard finally managed to cross the hallway, his sweaty hands grabbed at the metal as he tried to pry the doors open.

"You won't get away!" He grinded his teeth, scratching at the doors that were pulling to each other, he already saw that it was quiet hopeless to try and keep them apart.

”Aaggh!!” The guard shoved his fingers inside, frantically trying to grab at one of the kids clothing. 'Do we really get caught now when we are so damn close to succeeding?!'

Casey thought to herself, her face contorted.

”No way!” She decided loudly, and before anyone could stop her she launched herself onto the guard's hand, sinking her teeth in his palm, biting down hard enough to almost hear the satisfying snapping, she could already feel the disgusting rusted taste of the blood in her mouth.

The guard screamed in shock and sharply tagged his hand out of Casey’s mouth.

"You little!!!" His outraged voice was muffled as he let go of the doors and unwillingly let them descend downstairs.

“Casey!” Morgan stared at her astonished as Casey wiped the blood from her moth, seemingly resembling a deranged kitten.

“Not now!” Casey growled as the elevators doors opened.

"NOW!
Go! Go! GO!"

Casey rushed them all out of the lift and out of the lighted lobby, wheeling the bed into the darkened street and up the road that led t
o the truck they left waiting.

“Start the engine!” Casey commanded Colin as she and others opened the tracks back and lifted the bed onto it with Morgan lifting the generator on his
own to prevent it from falling.

”Careful with the pump!”
He growled as Casey lifted the glass tube and handed it to him. “We know, now move!” Casey and Jon climbed into the back and then Casey bent to shut the rump.

"We are in!" She yelled, banging on the back window to get Colin to start driving.

"Hey!!! Kids! I order you to get back here!" The guard that they had encountered in the upstairs hall had somehow made it to the lobby and was now running up the road to catch up to them.

"Step on it!" Casey howled as Colin hit the gas and the car roared past the astonished guard and onto the freeway.

The teens laughed as they saw the guard sweating and cursing, trying to run after them, but he was too fat and too slow, probably from all those cigarettes he was inhaling earlier, whatever the cause was, it was too late to catch them anyway, even if he was in a better shape.

The sound of laughter filled the air as the teens made their way back to the mansion.

They did it; Casey looked at her brother who was sitting beside her, his right hand on the white arm of his own unconscious body.

They really did it, Morgan was now out of danger, nothing will be able to get him in that old ethic, or at le
ast, that was what Casey hoped.

The sun had almost risen when the gang had finally made it back to the school grounds. They didn't expect the police to get to the hospital as quickly as they did and they were almost caught coming out from the path that leads to the hospital, it was a good thing that Colin had spotted that movie
style dark alley to hide them.

Right after the kids had left the property the police cars swarmed in so the teens had to get off the main road and hide in the nearby forest that the alley had lead them too to avoid the police cars as they howled through the night, racing to get to the hospital, racing to stop them although they were already out of their reach.

”We can hide here until they leave to look somewhere else.” Colin said as he silenced the engine and joined the siblings in the back part of the big truck, watching with them from the little hill they had parked on as the police cars cut off the hospitals area and entered the building in search of some none existent clues.

For four hours the teens did nothing but just sat and watched as the cops searched for them in the streets and in the blacker then black alley ways, interrogating the fat guard that was now leaned against the hospitals building wall, huffing but they didn't see the nurse that they had most certainly freed from Morgan’s locked bedroom.

Casey was a little surprised when the cops didn't go straight for the summer school. It seemed that the nurse they had locked in Morgan's room hadn't gave them away for some reason or told anyone of the cops about their identity although she had clearly known it and for that Casey was grateful.

she figured it was because the nurse will sound crazy saying two almost identical boys had kidnapped a body, one of them, the spirit of the missing child but none the less Casey had made a mental note in her head to thank the nurse for all her help after their little adventure was over…If they make it alive, that is, that was too not completely certain with the monsters and all.

"Morgan…” Casey looked at her brother who was now leaned against the covers of the hospital bed.

“Morgan, are you ok?" Casey asked, concerned seeing as Morgan was a lot quieter than usual with his hazel eyes half open and unfocused and his breath is as shallow as it could get.

”Morgan?” Casey reached her arms to pull her twin back and against her, looking at the tired expression spread on her brother’s features and then as she watched him further Casey realized that Morgan’s soul was not as clear as it used to be.

Even in the dim light of the forest Casey could see that Morgan’s physical form became more transparent and was now slowly fading, like it did in the hospital when he was accidentally unplugged
. That couldn't be a good sign.

“Morgan?”
 

"I'm fine…" Morgan mumbled, letting his head slide to the side, onto Casey’s shoulder. “I’m fine Casey…Don’t w
orry.” He whizzed, clearly not.