[There is no hesitation in her footsteps as she leaves the corridor. She had a mission to follow and she was going to see it through. There were a few stumbles, but with Eight being there, they were quick to get the research subjects onto the truck ready to get out of there.]
[And 8 signals the driver to wait, exclaiming to him that there is one more.]
[And so they do. But it is only a minute out that the driver presses the issue, stating that there was no time to delay and that other options would be made available. Eight would have none of it, stating that she was not about to leave their man behind.]
[She was only able to get another minute before the driver started the vehicle, and the tension within the building started to crescendo. With a terse "We're leaving!" the truck began to move. Eight's face furrowed as she hopped to the bed of the truck, where the three escapees and a handful of other people clung tightly to each other. Her countenance must have looked our indeed as the expression disquieted them. A soft sigh passes through Eight's lips and she forced a smile that was incongruous with her feelings. "It'll be alright." She stated soberly. "We'll take you to safety."]
[As the truck began to pull away, Eight stood to the edge closest to the door. Her hands gripped the side and she hoped that any moment Ben would burst out of the building and leap onto the moving vehicle. There was still a bend before a straight path lead into the woods. There was still a chance. Please let there be a chance.]
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[And 8 signals the driver to wait, exclaiming to him that there is one more.]
[And so they do. But it is only a minute out that the driver presses the issue, stating that there was no time to delay and that other options would be made available. Eight would have none of it, stating that she was not about to leave their man behind.]
[She was only able to get another minute before the driver started the vehicle, and the tension within the building started to crescendo. With a terse "We're leaving!" the truck began to move. Eight's face furrowed as she hopped to the bed of the truck, where the three escapees and a handful of other people clung tightly to each other. Her countenance must have looked our indeed as the expression disquieted them. A soft sigh passes through Eight's lips and she forced a smile that was incongruous with her feelings. "It'll be alright." She stated soberly. "We'll take you to safety."]
[As the truck began to pull away, Eight stood to the edge closest to the door. Her hands gripped the side and she hoped that any moment Ben would burst out of the building and leap onto the moving vehicle. There was still a bend before a straight path lead into the woods. There was still a chance. Please let there be a chance.]
[Please.]