Execution Island
Escapees

Escapees

Both women of that age continue to try to eat out the existing menu. As if forced, the two tried to make peace with the situation. As hard as they swallow food that has been cold and far from the word delicious.

Not without reason, Sulis and Ratna do not want to fall ill. If that happens, it will certainly make it difficult for them to leave the place. They need to be strong and healthy in order to escape. Not to mention the challenges in the wild of the island. It certainly requires excellent physicality.

Troly's voice grew louder. The footsteps of the two teenagers sounded in tandem down the long and winding hallway.

"What if our disguise is known, Pan ?" Ask Arif slowly. His face looks tense.

"Be prepared, your stomach is dissected. The contents are taken and sold" Typhoon replied in a fearful tone. Followed by a crisp laugh that irritated his friend.

"I'm serious, Typhoon !" Arif shouted with a high voice.

"Ssttt... don't be noisy !" Cyclone reflexes smothering his friend's mouth. Arif was surprised by the behavior of his best friend.

"Hopefully our disguises managed to free them" Typhoon said again in a soft voice. Both of them did not realize if anyone was listening to their conversation.

Meanwhile, Sulis and Ratna looked at each other. Spontaneous both stop the activity when the voice of the conversation is heard. The two were stunned as Typhoon and Arif walked in front of them.

"It looks like they're new !" Sulis said astonishment. Even though the two teenagers in front of him were wearing covered clothes. But Sulis still remembered his co-workers one by one.

"Yes. I think so too" replied Ratna. The look in his eyes carefully looked at the two people who were pushing the troly in front of their cells. Typhoon and Arif look nervously stared at in such a way. Both stopped for a moment.

"Why are you locked up here ?" Typhoon asked the two girls in front of him. He tries to control the nervousness that attacks. The four of them now stand facing each other. The locked iron trellis became the separator between them.

"Are you kidnapped and held here ?" this time, Arif asked. Occasionally the Typhoon circulates a view, observing the situation at hand.

"We are cooks in this place" replied Sulis hesitatingly.

"Why are you under arrest ?"

"We were deemed to have made a mistake" this time Ratna replied. The sad face cannot be covered. His face was sluggish. Occasionally his hand rubbed the eyes that began to dew.

"Rightly savage" cried Arif full of emotion.

"We want to free you. Show me where the cell keys are here ?"

"But..., don't you guys work here ?" Sulis was confused. Same with Ratna.

"Let me tell you everything."

"Alright, but there's one condition."

"What is the condition ?"

"Free the boy2" replied Sulis. His hands pointed towards the cells that were lined up with each other. The cell occupied by Sulis and Ratna is at the very end. While getting in it will be seen cells occupied by children of abductees.

"Alright" replied the Typhoon steadily. At amini Arif with a nod. Indeed, these two teenagers are determined to free the children who are waiting for death. Without that condition, they will continue to try to release the detained children.

"Follow this hallway until you meet the T-junction. In that junction there's a lush-bodied guard who holds all the cell keys."

"All right."

Typhoon and Arif continued their steps. Slowly but surely both of them observed every corner of the room. It did not feel like the two cell rooms they had passed through. Dozens of children jostled to just fall asleep. Not infrequently, they must elbow each other in order to freely move.

A few eyes watched both. Sometimes Arif codes with the index finger on the lips so they do not make a sound.

"That's it, Rif !" Typhoon exclaimed as his eyes watched a man with a fat body fall asleep. His large ass was not accommodated by the wooden chair he was sitting on. His little head he put on the table. Both of his lips trembled violently as a snoring voice sounded sinister.

"That's the key, Pan !" Arif exclaimed as he watched some key children who almost fell to the floor. The guard's hand was spread out on the table. While at the tip of his index finger is still stuck a collection of keys tied by an iron ring. A long barrel gun was loosened on the wall next to it.

"Yes, Rif. I saw it" replied the Typhoon slowly. Both of them came closer with slow steps. Not far from them the children who were in the middle cell were engrossed in sleep. There are only a few who remain awake. And watch what happens.

"You wait here, let me take the key" exclaimed Typhoon. Hurry up he steps forward. The goal is a collection of keys that are a few meters away from its position.

"Be careful" answered Arif briefly. His two eyes continued to watch each passageway, keeping watch if there were any other guards. Shortly thereafter, he turned his body. Caged teenagers spontaneously rise one by one. They realized what Typhoon and Arif were doing.

"You guys calm. Don't make a scene" Arif exclaimed as he placed his index finger in front of his lips. The teenagers just kept quiet and didn't answer. Some of them nodded their heads. The cyclone is back with a few cell keys in his hand.

"Thank God you made it, Pan."

"The kingpin is really like a dead man" replied the Typhoon with his trademark smile.

"Hurry to release them" the Typhoon said, handing the keys to his friend. With heart - heart Arif tried one by one key child. He tried for a long time, making him nervous. His hands were trembling and his heart beat was racing rapidly.

Seeing that things were not good, Typhoon immediately grabbed the key from his friend. Arif backed off and let his friend try. Meanwhile, the captives looked hopeful - please be anxious. Their faces were no less tense .

"You watch that guy. Don't let him wake up."

Ceklek...

After a while of waiting, finally the padlock can be opened. The typhoon directed the teenagers towards the back door they passed.

"You wait at the back door. We will follow later. And remember. Don't be noisy and make a noise."

Soon the teenagers who were inappropriately dressed walked in the designated direction. The pale face and the thin dry body did not make them discouraged to achieve freedom.

Typhoon and Arif managed to free the second occupant of the cell. Dozens of teenagers headed back to the back door. The two smiled as they watched the aura of life re-emitting from the captives. Even with very worrying conditions.

"Hurry out and you guide them into the forest" Typhoon exclaimed at Sulis and Ratna. Now the three walked towards the exit made of iron that had been rusted.

"What.... forest.. ?!"

"That's their only chance of survival." Answer the Typhoon again.

"You will also get used to it. At least until help arrives" Arif assured. Sulis and Ratna looked at each other. There was a glimmer of doubt in the eyes of both of them.

In the depths of both hearts there was a sense of responsibility that they had to take. Humanity, that's what finally convinced them to move forward. No more fear of death, much less fear of losing a job.

"alright. For their sake I'm ready to do anything !" Answer Sulis steady. Ratna replied with a nod.

"Rif, you go down first. Then you three led them into the forest. We'd better take them up the hill" Typhoon gave instructions. His hands were busy opening the door.

Sometimes he takes a long look back. In his heart was a sense of worry given the number of their entourage of nearly a hundred people.

"Quick you're out, be careful. Below are your dead friends !" Topan while shining a flashlight right under the door that is not far from the pile of corpses.

One by one, they jumped. The pungent smell made them shut down their sense of smell.

"Quick leave this place, Rif !" The Typhoon panicked a little. The feeling is increasingly was - was remembering a difficult situation.

"How are you ?"

"I stand guard behind the company !"

"All right."

Rushing Arif set foot leading the group to the wilderness. Behind him Sulis and Ratna kept a close eye on their members. The roar of the wind that blows makes the atmosphere more tense. The sound of the night creatures makes the teenagers more unsettled.

A two-meter-high bush was slashed. Likewise, the bush plants that fill the forest area do not escape the footrests - the weak legs of children - children of the city of abductees. Their thin bodies weaved between the size of the trees - trees that were tens or even hundreds of years old.

"Why are you here ?" Typhoon asked who was aware of Sulis' presence beside him. The typhoon, which has removed all its disguise attributes, is now more free to walk. Same with Arif.

"I'm worried about you" Sulis replied briefly.

"I'm fine - fine. You'd better get back to the front" replied the Typhoon, which continued to point the flashlight in all directions. His two eyes were very observant observing every corner of the wilderness. Above the sky appeared a cloud of clouds slowly walking. As if refusing to give light to them.

"We don't know each other yet. What's your name. And why are you on this island ?"

"Hey... You're a nag, too... ?!" Reply to the Typhoon with an annoyed expression. According to Sulis

Asking such a thing is not at the right time. Occasionally he spreads his eyes back, looking for suspicious movements.

"Well, if you don't answer !" This time it was Sulis who was irritated. Her pretty face turned sullen and stared flat ahead.

"Huuhhh. I'm Typhoon. I'm here because I was taken by two kidnappers to this island. But we escaped when we were about to be put into that building."

Sulis face again smiled when he heard the answer from his interlocutor. It was the beginning of their long conversation. The two engaged in a casual chat until they were shocked by a voice.

Doorrr...

Three hot pews streaking through the night. The group members looked panicked and some wanted to separate. There was a hysterical scream before it was calmed down by Sulis and Ratna. Typhoon looking for direction of the shooting.

"Relax.don't Panic. Everyone just hang down !" Arif shouted in front. Ratna helped calm down the members of their entourage.

"You meet Arif. Tell me I'll stop that army. Keep down. Alang plants - reeds disguise your existence."

"But they're carrying firearms !"

"Let's just say I can handle it."

"alright. Good luck to you !"

It didn't take long, the two separated. The cyclone is moving around. Approaching two people who are terrorizing anything that is blocking their path.

With the standby position, the long barrel rifle butt is placed on the shoulder. At any moment both are ready to unleash a deadly fire. The darkness of the night and the thick of the wilderness. Being an advantage for Typhoons.