Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Running From the Rain

A noise that sounded like aluminum clanging started down the street.

"Narissa, what's that noise," I asked

"Karina, we must hide," my sister Narissa whispered, her eyes full of worry.

"Why," I asked.

Before she had time to answer, there was a loud knock on the door.  Narissa put some pressure on the wall that opened up a secret compartment behind a pressure plate.  Longing for answers, I was shoved into the secret room.  Right behind me, Narissa hopped in to.  The knocking got louder and louder.

"Open up.  If you don't we'll bust open your door," threatened a deep monotone voice.

"What is," I asked.

"Shhhhh," Narissa shushed, cutting me off.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

"We know you're in here," came the voice again, "You can't hide!"

"A group of people who call themselves the government lost control over their artificial intelligent robots and the robots who have actually named themselves "The Rain" are now on a rampage and there's nothing the government can do but hide," Narissa whispered.

"I'm scared," I whined.

"We have to jump," she whispered again.

"Wha," I asked.

My question was answered when she pushed yet another pressure plate to open a panel into a dark hole.

"Jump," she demanded.

"Are you coming with me," I asked.

"Just jump," Narissa whispered.

"Will someone catch uaaaaahhhhhhhhh," I screamed

I realized that Narissa had shoved me and that I was now tumbling into the dark abyss. The light from the little opening got smaller and smaller.  A small figure stepped into the opening and jumped.

The air in my lungs were forced out as I hit a net.  There was a dull thud a few feet away.

"Karina, are you there," I heard Narissa ask.

"Yeah," I informed, "But what happened?"

Suddenly, big spotlights turned on, almost blinding me.

"Identify yourselves," I loud voice commanded.

"It's Narissa, and we don't have time to question everyone who comes falling down this hole to hide.  'The Rain' is after us" Narissa snapped.

"Geez, I was just following safety precautions," the voice said again.

That's when I noticed the voice coming from a man standing across the room.  He looked about 18 or 19.  He was wearing an outfit that resembled a military uniform, but the colors were black and purple and there was a purple dragon on the back.

"Follow me," Narissa murmured.

Obeying the command, I followed her as we walk into a maze of twisting corridors going left and right and left and right.  Running to keep up with Narissa's long strides, I couldn't help but let my mind wander off.  Beeeeeeeep, beeeeep, beeeeep, beeeeeeep.  A siren went off and there were red strobe lights flashing everywhere.

"Oh no, they've found us," Narissa panicked, "We have to run to corridor 526 there's an iron door and we'll be safe."

We sprinted down hallways that looked so similar, marked with numbers.  520 one wall read.  WE were almost to safety.

"You can't run from us," a scary monotone voice shouted behind us.

The voice was followed by loud, clanging foot steps.  It must've been a robot.  As the sound got closer and closer, and the numbers got larger and larger I got more nervous and scared.  Hope filled me as I read the number 525.  We were almost there.  To pull me from my daydreams, the robot seemed to sound closer and closer.

"Only a little bit more," Narissa whispered.

My lungs felt like they were on fire.  I was now panting like a dog who had been lock out in a yard in 100 degree weather.  With the last bit of energy that I had in me, I looked at the sign above a door that read 526 and sprinted.  It got closer and closer and so did the robot.  At one point, I felt the robot's aluminum hand brush against my back.  I pushed my legs with all my might and collapsed when we passed the entrance to 526.

"We're safe," Narissa panted.

"What's happening," asked a worried woman running down the hallway.

She was around Narissa's age 15 or 16 and had silky black hair that shined in the bright corridor lights.  She was also wearing black and purple, but she was wearing a knee high dress and black, patent leather pumps.

"The, gasp* rain is, gasp* in the building,"  Narissa panted.

"How!  Our security is top notch," the woman cried.

Narissa just gave tired shrug.

"Sorry I have been so rude.  Let me introduce myself.  My name is Josie, but everyone calls me Jojo and would you like some water," she asked.

Narissa and I nodded.  As she ran off to go fetch us water, I realized that I was in agonizing pain.  Both of my feet were blistered and my throat was as dry as the Sahara Desert.

"I'm back," Jojo yelled, scampering down the hallway.

"So do we have any updates," Narissa asked.

"The robots were stopped by the invisible barrier at 526," said Jojo, "And that's about it."

"Good," Narissa whispered, "Take us to your office."

Jojo hoisted us to our feet and led us to a ginormous steel door.  To my surprise, the doors swung open silently, not clanging like I had thought.  Jojo's offices was the size of the white house.  Of course, there were various rooms, but it was big.

"Would you care for some tea and scones, asked a maid.

"Please bring some white chocolate and hazelnut cookies Matilda," Jojo commanded.

"Right away miss," and Matilda was off.

"Okay, we have to talk business," Narissa muttered.

"I guess we could send one of our robots to go find their weak spots," Jojo suggested.

"But we're risking that we lose control of our robots and our robots are more dangerous," Narissa argued, "We need to talk to the government's engineers and maybe they'll know how to stop them."

"That would be difficult, considering that everyone in the government is scattered across the US hiding," Jojo informed.

"Can't we call the super heroes," I asked.

Being an imaginative 6 year old didn't help them think of any way to solve their robot dilemma.  When the clock read 12:00 PM, we were surrounded by crumpled up sheets of paper that had faulty ideas written all over them.

"This is hopeless," Jojo sighed.

"You said it," Narissa whispered.

"Why can't we just take the risks," I asked.

"I guess we'll have to," Jojo suggested, "Send out the C4 robots.  Tell the mechanics to watch the readings."

"Ok," said Matilda.

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