Ella’s POV
Loud sirens rang throughout the building, nearly rattling my brain, but I knew I had to remain focused if I wanted to get us out alive.
Red emergency lights began to swirl around as well. I knew the door to leave this place was near the elevator, but it was surrounded by rogues entering the building.
We were going to need to find another way out of here.
“There’s a stairway leading upstairs,” Sarah said, breathlessly trying to keep up with me.
I could have sworn there were only two stories to his building. But Sarah was certain there was another floor.
“Is there a way out from upstairs?” I asked her, furrowing my brows together.
“I don’t know but it seems like this whole floor is surrounded,” she said. “I know Jazzy’s office is upstairs so she might be there too. We have to be careful.”
The elevator was just around the corner, I might be able to fight the rogues in front of the elevator long enough to hold them back while we go on.
“Get the elevator ready, I’m going to fight them,” I said, taking out the scalpel from my pocket.
Sarah nodded in agreement.
As we rounded the corner and ran toward the elevator, more rogues appeared. I was able to fight one away from me, kicking and punching until he was no longer moving. The other went after Sarah who was also fighting.
However, she was weak, and he had the upper hand. I ran toward her, dodging another rogue who lunged at me. I grabbed the back of the rogue's head and slashed his throat, allowing him to bleed out in front of us as I dropped him to the ground.
“Elevator!” I ordered her as I ran to fight more rogues.
I could see the elevator in view, and I knew if I kept these rouges preoccupied, Sarah could get the doors open.
She ran quickly toward the elevator as I continued to fight. Then, much to my dismay, I heard her cursing loudly.
“They cut the power!”
Shit.
I managed to kill most of the rogues that were surrounding me. After I fought and won against the last one, I turned and ran to join Sarah at the elevator.
She was right; the power was off.
“There has to be a stairwell somewhere in here,” I told her, looking around for a stair sign.
It was Sarah who had found it first.
We ran toward the door that led to the stairs and burst through it, only to be met with more rogues.
As I fought, with minimal help from Sarah, I heard her scream from a short distance.
“Ella!” Sarah yelled and I turned to see more rogues coming out of the shadows and lunging at us.
I quickly ducked, making them miss me completely and then I kicked from behind me, kicking one of them in the groin.Another rogue jumped at us; his teeth chomped in my direction as he growled loudly.
I ran at him with as much speed as I could muster and I jumped in the air, doing a flip I landed behind him. I grabbed his head and twisted it, snapping his neck and killing him instantly.
Sarah fought another wolf who was snapping his canines at her. At first, it looked as if he had the upper hand and I was going to run and help her, but then she took the syringe she held and stabbed him in the neck.
The wolf went down instantly, hissing and screaming in pain.
She looked satisfied by this as she nodded for me to continue.
We both ran up the second flight of stairs and burst through the doorway that led into a giant hallway.
My heart was racing. I knew rogues were flooding the bottom floors. By now Jazzy and her friend of darkness knew we were missing and if we went back downstairs to find that doorway outside, they would stop us immediately.
I wasn’t sure I’d be able to fight Jazzy or her friend.
Once we got to the top floor of the building, we looked around for a way out.
“How about the roof?” Sarah suggests.
I nodded, liking that idea a lot.
We ran down the hallway, unsure of the best way to get to the roof, but we had to take a chance. We burst through a random door and stumbled upon what looked to be an office.
There was a large candle on the desk on the far side of the room and a dark purple rug that sat on the ground. There were a bunch of bookshelves lining the wall and some open books scattered across the desk.
I was startled when Sarah turned on the light and I saw the giant chandelier that hung on the ceiling in the center of the room.
“Is this Jazzy’s office?” Sarah asked, furrowing her brows together.
“I think it might be,” I said slowly.
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