I keep meaning to contribute to this story more regularly, but the drive just isn’t there. Anyway, excuses excuses. Here’s a bit inspired by #ThursThreads.
Prompt: It’s going to be fine.
Enjoy!
He didn’t speak again, and I couldn’t tell if he didn’t want to, or he was holding back. Whatever it was, I embraced silence for the remainder of the ride. When I stopped the car, I could hardly see past its headlights, but I couldn’t help my relief.
“Where are we?”
In the middle of the woods, the bunker was two hours from the nearest town and underground.
“Stay in the car.” I hurried out without checking if he did, and moved toward a specific tree. Feeling for the knot near the bottom, I found it and pushed. A mechanical whir called me back to the car, to a slot that opened in the ground, revealing a touch screen. Pressing my palm to the screen, I waited a moment before the ground shook and I retreated back into the car.
“What was that?”
“We take a lift down.” We started our descent, engulfed in darkness as the ground closed above. “I spent years building this place. We’ll be safe here.”
“Where did you get the resources? I thought you were cut off?”
We reached the bottom, and the lights flickered on. His eyes were trained on mine.
“I left with more than just the clothes on my back. They never noticed the missing money.” I shrugged. “I have a lab, we can…we can figure out what the serum did to you.”
“Okay.” He looked away, a struggle on his face.
“It’s going to be fine.” It had to be.
As always, think happy thoughts!
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