Bunk'd The Great Escape Novels & Stories

The old lady led me to an abandoned restroom on the basement level and kindly added, “Stay inside and don’t open the door for anyone. I’ll bring you food at twelve thirty tomorrow. The password is ‘may you be safe year after year’.” “Okay. Got it. Thank you, Grandma!” I followed her instructions and slipped into the last stall and locked myself in. I could not help but feel relieved. Fortunately, there were still good people here. With her help, I made it through the day safely and survived until the second vote. “Ding-dong! It’s voting time. All patients, please gather at the church on the first floor within ten minutes!” I deliberately stalled, only to rush into the church at the very last

​She looked down at them with a cold, professional smile. ​"Congratulations, you two. You just passed the final exam. Now, the Senator would like to discuss your coronation." ​The cliffhanger? ​From the sea cave below, the sound of a massive explosion rocked the island. The white yacht Julian’s boat was a ball of fire. ​And on the tablet in Mrs. Gable’s hand, a new alert flashed: ​SUBJECT C (MARCUS VANCE) HAS ESCAPED CUSTODY. PROJECT ZERO REDIRECTED TO SECONDARY SITE: THE GLASS HOUSE.

* But as she followed his massive frame down the creaking stairs, the taste of his lips from the boardroom and the low rumble of his voice in the attic felt dangerously real. The escape from Ashbrook was just as fast and militaristic as their arrival. Kaelen’s security team handled the media pack like a well-trained riot squad, clearing a path to the armored SUV without allowing a single reporter to breach their way. Aunt Brenda stood on the porch, her wooden rolling pin still held tightly in her hand, her sharp, maternal eyes tracking the vehicle until it rounded the corner and left the narrow residential streets of her childhood district behind. It felt insignificant but somehow, she knew

Vance’s guards were everywhere, but we knew the layout well enough to dodge most of them. The exit tunnel was our best chance. It led to a hidden garage on the surface where Vance kept emergency vehicles. We crept through the narrow passage, our footsteps soft on the concrete. My heart pounded so hard I worried the guards would hear it. The baby seemed to sense my fear and kicked harder. I whispered to my stomach, trying to stay calm. “We are getting out. Your father is taking us somewhere safe.”

“It was awe full, as usual, doing business with you Tony. But it’s time for me to go. And, just so you know exactly who has the power here, if you lap dogs leave a mark on me, I won’t supply you anymore. Have a nice evening. But, I hope, you fall, in a ditch.” “Now!” He booms. The men all lunge towards me. Good thing a know this building inside out and back to front. I simply jump out the window. I land on the balcony a level down. My feet tingle on impact. I break the glass and climb through that window. Once I’m back inside, I run through the empty trade floor and sprint down to the underground level. Once there a take my pick of the cars. Tony’s shiny black Audi is sitting unprotected. I

A fish jumped, spreading circles out around it’s landing. She kept her eyes on the water until they reached the other end of the bridge and all four men relaxed… for a short time until they realized they were approaching their home, and all became tense again with excitement. “Playroom?” Rhett asked, breaking the silence that had fallen within the cab. “Bunker,” Heath corrected. “Talen and I have discussed it, and if we do this, turn you and Cameron, now, we can’t be interrupted, not for any reason. So, the best thing is to go into the bunker, close the doors, and stay there.”

I said then we all smiled now. Later on me and Psyche have a happy life also Zachary with her girlfriend we just know. While Erah is also happy now for her self and lastly Nale and Aiya are now married. We made it to have a normal life and the Wood Creek town of us have a peaceful life but still a little crime. Yes, we may have escaped our suffering and pain in life but in the end we all know that we cannot escape death. A/N: Thank you for reading my second book the Escaping The Madness Of Death and I hope you like it. ^ ^

Aisha was asking what I was doing in my mind. "I don't know," I shouted in anger. I ran towards the door and was trying to escape but was shocked when huge claws separated the metal. I fell back when I saw the frightening beast they were attached to. "Escape down the floor hatch in the room in the far back," Jordan said to me as he yanked me away from the door. "Get to the cement bunker in the Yucca Flats bombing testing grounds, take your duffel, I'll cover your scent," he said sincerely and kissed my forehead.

His jaw clenched so tightly that Yvette wondered if he was grinding memories between his teeth. “Where are we going?” she finally asked. He didn’t look at her. “To a place I hoped I’d never use again.” --- The safehouse wasn’t a house. It was a bunker. Built into the cliffs above a frozen lake, hidden beneath moss-covered rock and a fake fishing shack. The air was sharp, alpine-cold. Pines leaned in close, whispering in wind language. The kind of place where things went to sleep and didn’t wake up.

He did not even leave behind a note. I already knew where to go to find the answers I needed. I took out my phone and checked Elsa's Instagram. Sure enough, she had posted a picture of her injured arm with a caption that read, Got in an attack. After ten years, you are still the first thing on my mind. I knew all I needed to. I spent the whole day packing my luggage. Alex's absence made it easier. He only sent a message later that day saying he was going to be working late.