Fiction Friday: Chapter 22

Sierra and Shelby heard the gunshot and knew it had to be related to their sister. Sierra waited and planned as her sister scanned the base.

"There is a man in the hallway downstairs. He's got a gun. It looks like he has got a bloody nose. I don't see Savannah though."

"This is going to be a problem," Sierra thought out load. "What is Mr. Li doing?"

"He's on a walkie talkie, holding the feather. He still looks angry."

"Ok. We probably have a little time. How are Mom and Dad?"

The girls Mom and Dad had heard the shot to, but they had no idea what was going on. They went absolutely crazy. With the clubs made from pieces of the bed and kicks they bashed beat the door. They could hear someone running down the hallway. Shelby could see it was one of the female gunmen who had flanked Mr. Li when their car got there.

She shouted for the prisoners to stop. She warned they would be harmed. She slowed as she approached the door, the people inside showed no signs of stopping. The door frame was giving way.

She raise her gun and fired a shot to get their attention. At the same time, the door broke free and smashed into her. Almost instantly, the parents where in the hallway.

Shelby watched her mom and dad knock the women's to the ground. Watched how after they had taken her gun away, when she looked like she as going to move again, her Mom smashed her in the head with the wooden club. She relayed everything to Sierra.

"We need to get out of here. Shelby, what is above this ceiling?"

"It is all hang tiles and pipes and wires."

"Does the wall with the door go all the way up?"

"No."

Sierra didn't wait. She grabbed the big plastic toilet and moved it to the wall by the door. She got up on it and the told Shelby t get on her shoulders. When she stood up, the toilet cracked a little, but held. Shelby was able to push back the white titles and grab the top of the wall. She pulled herself up and over and promptly fell through the ceiling of the hallway on the other side.

Sierra hopped down and listened.

"I'm OK," came the croaking voice of Shelby, who had had the wind knocked out of her.

With a click the door opened and they were free.