Snippet #1849740

Abegail thought it would never end, even the glimmer of light she had seen kept just out of their reached. If she wasn't so angry, Abegail might have cried. As it was the Irish woman was stubborn and once pissed off, was hard for her to be anything but pissed off.

The pair moved and finally it just stopped, the tunnels simply seemed to end. A string of Gaelic curses burst forth as Abegail sunk against the wall, breathing heavily. Abegail was about to say something to Walter when her eyes adjusted to the new area and a door almost seemed to appear beside them. She looked at Walter, confused and doubting her own eyes for a moment. The look on his face made it clear that he too saw the door.

Scrambling to their feet, the scholars worked on the door. Rust gave way and slowly the door opened for them. Abegail wiped both hands on her face, she was sweating with the exertion. The action left streaks of rust down her cheeks, giving her the appearance of having shed red tears. Walter looked ahead of them and began climbing a ladder. Not wasting any time, Abegail followed him.

She grunted as she pulled herself into the small and cramped basement. "Where are we?" Abegail hadn't come down with Walter the first time they were in the cottage, she had no idea that the cottage was just above them.

Gabriela was aware that something was pursuing her, just as she pursued the scholars. Why couldn't they just stop? Didn't they realize that this would be so much easier on them if they just did as she ordered. The woman's lip was curled into a sneer as she fired into the darkness again. There, just ahead she heard the squeal of metal. Gabriela smiled. She had them now.

Behind her, something was edging ever closer. Moans followed her and she did her best to ignore them. Gabriela had studied spirits most of her life, she wasn't about to be afraid of them now. It was only a matter of time before she had the device and she was controlling them anyway.

"Perhaps I will have them rip apart the girl....be interesting to study their behaviour on struggling victim." This thought, as if she was pondering which book to read next crossed through her head as she entered the end of the tunnel and approached the door.

"Tsk, tsk...sloppy Amercian." Gabriela chuckled as she passed through the open door. She turned and pulled it closed behind her. At least the reanimated body, full of spirits wouldn't be able to follow her now. She'd take the elevator back down eventually but right now the two escaping scholars were her goal.