11th Hour - Chapter 4

"Who are you?" Matt said trying to gather his sentences. The man walked forward into the light, he was a very scrawny man. He had a small goatee with a little grey in the hair. The man also had no color in his eyes, and was completely bald. He told Matt his name was Edward, and he had been a crime lord in prison, but when the bomb hit it had killed many of his men, he had made promises to people, he told them they could do whatever they wish in his city as long as when he needed something done it got done. The Boss, as he eventually came to be known, was the leader of New York City.

"Well c…can me and my wife leave?"

"No, I don’t see this happening, you see, if I let you go then a lot of people will consider it a, what’s the word, a Weakness of sorts. With me being this powerful, I can not have or show weaknesses. Besides, you won’t have a wife for long." After that The Boss just unchained the room, and left, no other words. Matt’s wife was dying somewhere, and he had to find out where.

"Matt, do you wish to see your wife?" The Boss asked before he left the room. "Of course I would love nothing more." He said with tears slowly crawling down his face. "Well, come on over here with me." The Boss started on his way out, with matt following then right before he got to the door The Boss closed it. "Ha, your one dumb son of a bitch, how could you possibly think that I’d let you out." Then with that he closed the door, and you could hear the cold rusty locks locking behind him.

Matt sat in the dark for 1 day thinking about ways to get out, should he wait till the next time a guard talks to him and try to escape then, or start a riot if they let him leave for some reason. Then he laid back and just thought maybe, just maybe he should commit suicide, but when he looked up toward the dirty water stained ceiling he noticed a small vent. Matt thought that he might be able to squeeze into the vent but wasn’t for sure. He grabbed a chair that looked like it would rot away and break as soon as someone touched it and pulled it up next to the wall that had the vent in it. Slowly he climbed up on the chair feeling the squeaks and twitches it made as his heavy body got on it. He looked at the vent and he knew right then that he would be able to fit in it, so he tried to pull the vent down, no use. He saw that there were screws around the vent, four of them. He jumped off the chair and ran around the room looking for anything that could be used to unscrew them, and then he saw a small sharp piece of wood. He walked back over to the vent and started to unscrew them, the first screw just broke off, probably from rusting over the years. The second screw slowly came out and Matt shoved it in his pocket, and did the same with the last two.

Matt tried hard to get into the vent. He had one foot off the chair then the chair broke, leaving his other leg dangling. Now matt didn’t have much upper body strength but he pulled as hard as he could until his whole body was in the vent. All he had to do now was find his wife; he could hear her screams of pain coming through the vents now. He crawled as fast as he could. "What the hell was that?" Matt whispered to himself as a large grimy rat crawled down his leg. After many lefts and right while trying to pinpoint the direction of the screams he found the place where his wife was. One man was slowly cutting her skin and clothes off. Matt got very pissed off; he felt something he had never felt before growing inside him.

He slowly opened the vent, which was much nicer than the one he had previously been in contact with. When he got out of the vent matt looked around for something he could use as a weapon, he remembered he had put the screws from the vent in his pockets.

"No please j…just stop I don’t like this just have some AHHhhh!" Leona screamed. Matt felt this pain in the pit of his stomach, he had put grabbed one of his screws and walked up behind the man. he put the old rusty screw between the middle of his index finger and gripped it with his thumb, then jammed the screw into the mans diaphragm which stopped him from making any noise. Slowly Matt twisted the screw back and forth until he knew he had hit the right part. The man sluggishly turned around to face the man who had immobilized him and when he did Matt was waiting with the other two screws. He had one in each hand, then matt took a deep breath and smiled. He took the screws and pushed them into his eyes, when he did this a puss came out, more of a liquid and sprayed Matt’s entire body. In the mans panic for air his eyes had started to bulge out of his head, but when matt pushed the screws in they made a small hole and like a water balloon, his eyes exploded.

"Come on baby, we need to leave" matt said looking at his horribly bruised wife. She just stared at him, with a blank face and nothing to say. He grabbed her hand. Matt looked around for a door or a window, then Leona pointed toward a window that was cracked open a smudge. They both ran away outside and never looked back.

"I, I think I might still have relatives around here somewhere, we just need to find them and we will lay low for a few days and work our way to Canada or something baby, everything’s going to be fine, I wont let anything hurt you." And with that Matt and Leona worked their way to Matt’s aunt and uncles home. They had forgot one thing though, it was night, and at night The Crazies come out.