Healing Slowly But Surely By R. Joseph novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278: Help, fire! 2

Chalice.

For the next couple of minutes, the only thing I heard was the angry roars of the flames as it spread out even more than I expected it to. Besides that, the only other thing I heard was the shouts from all of those around me.

Their screams, their curses and prayers.

Goddess, I could even hear the grunts from those that had been hurt by the fire.

But at this moment, only one thing mattered to me: my escape! And you can call me selfish, but I do not care at this point if one or two people would die from this fire!

My heart was beating in my chest so much that I feared I would hyperventilate. And that, coupled with the thick smoke filling my lungs made me feel like I was on the brink of death.

And yes, I had begun to think I would die from this fire I had stupidly created until my cell doors burst open and a guard rushed inside to drag me out.

I choked, crying out desperately for help as he dragged me outside like a ragdoll to a small crowd formed just outside the dungeons where all the inmates were hurdled together like kids in an assembly.

When he threw me on the floor, I winced, squinting my eyes against the sun. And maybe it was due to the fact that I’d been locked up in a dark cell for a couple of days now— I have lost count— my eyes hurt from all the brightness.

I hissed under my breath.

“You all should stay here until the fire is put out!” A large burly looking guard yelled at us at the top of his voice while another busied himself with cuffing our wrists one after the other.

Amidst the noise and everything, my eyes never left ’her’ face, and while I wondered where I’d met her before, I also wondered what her plan was.

Surely, she didn’t make me start that fire only for us to be chained outside under the scorching sun. Did she?

I was however snapped out of these thoughts when I noticed how she began to march through the crowd to come stand beside me. She was about a foot taller than me, and for this reason had to bow so low to whisper into my ear;

“It is time.”

“Time for what?” I hissed back, “What time could it possibly be now that we’ve been cuffed?”

“I have a key,” she whispered under her breath, “I stole it… but you must be discreet, and make sure your cuffs do not fall down while taking it off!”

I frowned slightly at her words, but when they finally settled in my mind, I nodded once. She smiled. And then I began to watch as she slowly but expertly unclasped the cuffs around her wrist while she also pretended to be distraught while at it.

By the time she was done, she passed me the key and made me imitate her actions. But by this time, the guards were already successfully putting out the fire.

My eyes darted from her face to the dungeon gates and then back, and as if suddenly realising that I was worried about the fire and the fact that it was being easily put out, she shrugged; “Don’t worry,”

“Huh?”

“Don’t worry, there’ll be an explosion soon!” She hissed.

I frowned at her, not quite understanding what she meant by that, and when she saw the look on my face, she smiled again and muttered;

“There’s a cell at the back. It contains explosives and torture devices. Rumor has it that there could be a considerable amount of C4 in there and the fire is heading in that direction.”

“And you think it’ll all go up soon?”

“I know it will.” She drawled, patting my back and with that, turned away to blend with the crowd just as the clasps in my cuff fell through.

I sighed. “Bitch!”

However, I had just freed myself from the cuffs when the floor began to rumble underneath our feet. Screams erupted once more from every angle and in a moment of panic, I turned to her and cocked my brows as if silently asking; ’What is it?’

She shrugged, mouthed the words; “C4” to me before she began to run with the others that were also running too.

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