Get Up Prt 5

This is when my panic sets in and nerves get the better of me as I realize our escape is probably going to go down in the history of worst ever attempts. Its louder than hell; crunching, and groaning, and echoing around us like crazy, and probably scaring off all the wildlife above ground in a three-mile radius. I hope to god he was right about knocking those guards out, because otherwise they are definitely going to know we are running away. I cover my ears, cringing, and recoiling into my seat, and have to resist the urge to shut my eyes in the hopes this is a bad dream.

“Once we get up there and out into the open, the building no longer has any bind over you. The walls work on some sort of ingrained frequency that’s impossible for us to hear, but out there it doesn’t work. It has to surround you, you see.” The doctor yells over the noise, telling me facts about something I currently couldn’t care less about, but it hits a nerve and I sit up, bli