forum Laboratory Escape RP (Open again)

Started April 20, 2018 by @TheGoldenLegend

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"Where are the others?!" Dwayne demanded, punching the guard in the face.

“I… don’t know,” Charlie choked out. “Stomach… hurts…”

"My arm hurts to Charlie, just push the pain back." He said, punching the guard in the face.

“Okay… I’ll try….” Charlie kicked her other leg out of the bonds and smashed her chair against the wall, watching with satisfaction as it splintered and left her with a six inch long wooden beam to use in defense.

"Now what are you going to use that with?"

“I don’t know! A guard?”

//lol. I thought this was the kidnapped Rp again! XD

"Help then!" He muttered, holding back the mans arms.

//xD

“O… okay…” Charlie smacked the guard upside the head and knocked him out.

"wow, that was easy." He mumbled, getting off the man.

“Too easy…” Charlie whispered.

"We should find the other." Dwayne said, walking out the door and looking down both hall ways.

“Yeah… careful,” Charlie warned, following Dwayne.

//We should wait for the others.

//Then we'll go to him first.

Grabbing Charlie by the hand, he raced down the halls to where he last remembered being. The place was dark and dusty and cob webs hung from the wall. "This place reminds me of 'Five Nights at Freddy's' I don't like this." He muttered, staring at the walls and floor.

(Alright)

Thatcher slowly forced himself to sit up. His hand was pushed hard to his abdomen in an attempt to stop the gushing blood. How much blood had he lost since the gash was made?

"Hello?" Dwayne called, looking into the empty cells he past by.

Thatcher could have sworn he heard a voice. He hissed in pain and shuddered. “Dwayne?” He stammered, feeling weak.

"Thatcher?!" he called, trying to follow his friends voice, "Where are you?!"

“Before the end, I think,” Thatcher called, doing his best to speak and take air into his lungs.

Finding where Thatcher's voice was coming from, he darted to his cell and kicked open the door. The sight he saw was something he wished he never saw in a thousand year, "What did they do to you!?" He exclaimed racing over to his side and placing his hand on Thatchers wound.

William woke up with a start. When had I passed out? He thought groggily, before starting to hear voices. "Thatcher?" He asked, not completely sure if he was whispering or screaming.

“Thatcher!” Charlie cried. “Oh, no, no, no, this is bad. Agh, this is my fault, all my fault, I could’ve saved you, just like they said….”

"William!?" Dwayne called, still trying to pay attention to Thatcher's wounds.

//ikr like my life

"William!?" Dwayne called, still trying to pay attention to Thatcher's wounds.

William flinched and covered his ears. "I'm here," he said, barely loud enough for anyone to hear.

“William? Is he okay? Are you okay?” Charlie called in the general direction she’d heard William’s voice.