Speaking in Tongues
“She plunged into the dim corridors of the hospital, looking for the basement door she’d seen earlier.
Her jaw ached and the back of her head too—from where she’d slammed it into the wall after he hit her. For just a moment she’d thought about leaping on him again—seeing him lying there, blood filling his shirt, blood dripping from his nose. He’d looked half dead. But she wasn’t sure that he was hurt as badly as he seemed. He might have been faking. If he lied with words, he’d lie with actions.
...So she ran—to find the basement door.
She heard Matthews’s unearthly scream—it seemed to shake the walls—and then footsteps.
Making slow circles through the corridors, she finally found the door, the one leading to the basement. She grabbed a cinder block and smashed it down on the hasp and lock, which snapped off easily.
Megan flung the door open, looked down into the musty place. For a moment she was paralyzed.
No choice, girl, Crazy Megan the tour guide shouts. Move, move, move.MoreLess
Her jaw ached and the back of her head too—from where she’d slammed it into the wall after he hit her. For just a moment she’d thought about leaping on him again—seeing him lying there, blood filling his shirt, blood dripping from his nose. He’d looked half dead. But she wasn’t sure that he was hurt as badly as he seemed. He might have been faking. If he lied with words, he’d lie with actions.
...So she ran—to find the basement door.
She heard Matthews’s unearthly scream—it seemed to shake the walls—and then footsteps.
Making slow circles through the corridors, she finally found the door, the one leading to the basement. She grabbed a cinder block and smashed it down on the hasp and lock, which snapped off easily.
Megan flung the door open, looked down into the musty place. For a moment she was paralyzed.
No choice, girl, Crazy Megan the tour guide shouts. Move, move, move.MoreLess
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