Message #47222

[KnightsFan]

311 words. Why is no one reading this?

It was one AM. Kyle was doggedly tracking the near invisible footprints with his flashlight illuminating the glistening walls of the cave. They had walked miles and miles, going steadily deeper. So far, they had only found one thing other then prints to confirm they were going in the right direction: a finger lying on the ground.
Kyle stooped and crawled through a narrow passage, then stopped. Voices! Harsh sounds in a language he couldn’t understand. They were coming this way!
“Back! Quick!” He hissed to his companions. He shut off his light, backed out of the narrow tunnel and stood aside. Soon a dim red light shone through the opening. It got brighter with the sounds getting louder. A few moments later, two men – or things in the shape of men, for they wore masks – came through. They were both dressed in black, wearing belts full of gear. Both had rifles on their backs. Mac waited till they were a few feet past, and then leaped on their backs.
A brief struggle came out with both men in black on the ground with Mac and Kyle standing over them.
“Now to see what these things’ faces look like…” Mac started, “Hey. Where’s Derek?”
Kyle looked around. “Gone!” He dropped to the ground and scanned the footprints.
“When was the last time you saw him?”
“Back at the car,” Mac replied, “but then, it was kinda dark…”
“This is no time for jokes! When was the last time you heard, saw, smelled or otherwise sensed him!”
“Er, uh… He was right in front of me when we went down that narrow part…” Kyle started into the tunnel, then quickly came back out.
“Chloroform!” He exclaimed.
“Oh no…”
“We’ll have to go in there somehow.”
 “Check those unconscious guys, they might have gas masks on them. What in the world? They’re gone!”

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