Light Blinking On Smoke Detector の小説・ストーリー

She led him to the mirror and pointed to the spot without touching it and he crouched down and looked at it with a small flashlight he'd pulled from his jacket pocket, the kind of man who carried a flashlight as a matter of course and didn't think it needed explaining. He looked at it for a long time without touching it either. When he stood up he looked around the rest of the room, checking the corners, the ceiling, the connecting door, the window frame. He was thorough and he was fast and he didn't say anything while he did it, and she stood in the center of the room and let him work because she wanted to see what he found. He stopped under the smoke detector above the door. "There's anoth

, I screamed, tears beginning to slip out from my eyes in realization that no one was coming for me, the fire had surrounded me, crackling and hissing and the smoke detector had gone off. I slid down to the ground trying to breathe in proper as the smoke choked and crowded my lungs. Of all days to forget my phone, I chided myself, my vision becoming grainy as the temperature in the room sweltered and I succumbed to the darkness. Beep beep beep The beeping sounds registered in my mind, catapulting me awake as I opened my eyes groggily as my eyes took in the white walls. The equipment covering my nose and mouth pushing air into my nose even though I could breath by myself.

The red light reflected through the glass wall, almost blinding me. I followed the reflection with squinting eyes, trying to make sense through all the noise, and my gaze fell down to see the light was coming from the tiny little spots beneath the glass, and then it clicked. Motion detectors. The guards were not here, so they activated motion detectors. I touched the glass wall that I could barely make out, now illuminated, making it clear this is the place. I have to find a way to disable the security system.