Beyond the Darkside: 30-10 to 14

Beyond the Darkside

“You did what?” Evan’s eye grew wide to the point of looking as though they spring from their sockets.

“Tripped an alarm.” Hanse looked around them. “It’s silent now, but I think it will get noisy soon.”


“Yeah. You’d better get working that mojo or we’re going to be in a lot of trouble.” Hanse pulled a small radio from one of the pouches attached to his belt and spoke into it. “Time to go kids. The alarm is ringing and the countdown has started. Remember the rules and lock it up if you need to.”

“Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.” Evan blinked rapidly as he tried to focus on the far side of the door. How was he supposed to do it? He had never done something so complex, but if he failed they would be caught. “I can’t. I don’t know how.”

“Well you’d better figure it out. We can’t leave without the goods,” Hanse said.

“Why? What’s in there?”

“Don’t you worry about that.” Hanse pulled out a large, threatening handgun from a holster under his arm. “Just open the door already.”

Evan stared at the door, trying to see past it, to picture the lock on the other side so that he could open it. He felt like a blind man groping in the dark. He did not know what he was doing. How was he going to open the lock without knowing the combination?

It took him a moment, but he found the location of the keypad and could make out the individual buttons, but he did not know how to get past the code. “Come on, Evan. Think,” he whispered to himself. He focused his attention on the device’s separate components and found that he could sense the flow of electricity through some of the parts. Evan pushed and prodded at the parts, trying to familiarize himself with their functions. Within seconds, he found what he was looking for. Hidden beneath the keys was a memory chip, and within the chip was the code that would open the door.

Evan pulled at the energy stored within the chip and discerned a code that would release the door. As soon as he pressed the buttons with his mind, the locking mechanism chirped, expecting the thumbprint that matched the code. The corner of his mouth lifted as he used his gift to put pressure on the scanner, using the residual oils and dirt from the last person to have their thumb scanned.

“Yes!” A satisfying ping and hiss announced Evan’s success.

“Holy Shit.” Hanse pushed Evan aside and ran to the door at the far end of the cages. “I can’t believe you actually did it.” He flung the door open and stepped inside. “Keep everyone out,” he shouted back. “I’ll be right back.”

“Yeah, alright, but hurry up.” Evan leaned against one of the cages. He was so tired. Manipulating things like that was exhausting. He felt like he could sleep for days.

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