Sorry about the delay. I originally hoped to get this out by 1pm, but my brother was working.
Jake tried to take in what he was told. He was going to die, and Lawdry wanted to make it as painful as possible. He was being led down many corridors, each on taking him further down, judging by the ramped areas. Then they came to a stop at a sign that read
'AUTHORIZED PERSONEL ONLY.
INTRUDERS WILL BE SHOT.
NO WARNING WILL BE MADE.'
As they passed, Tommyfer quickly signalled to two guards who raised an M249 SAW each. They nodded and lowered their guns as Tommy led Jake into a strange room. If you could call it a room. It was more like rounded chamber filled with strange machinery. As Tommy walked out, he closed a door behind him. Nothing work get through it.
His voice was magnified into the chamber.
"Here we are, Jake. The last few moments of your life before they are snuffed out. I remember doing this to someone not long ago, though I used different means then. I think it was...oh yes! I drowned them in acyrillic paint. This time, though, you shall be crushed to death by an extremely high pressure."
Jake smiled, then burst into laughter.
"What, do you think it's funny?" All the gentleness in Tommy's voice had gone. "Funny, when you take a breath and feel the paint running down your throat? Funny when you feel it hardening inside your lungs and choking you to death?"
"No, I wasn't laughing at the paint. It's just, well, a High Pressure Generator doesn't exist. There is no technology possible of doing that."
"Oh, but Jake, I'm afraid to say there is. Turn it on, level one to start with."
Jake suddenly went dizzy, the whole room spinning around him. He felt the same pressure against his bones as he had earlier that day, about 7 hours ago. Like time had any meaning in this place though.
"Level Two"
The pressure increased. The machine began to hum and heat up, as if it had trouble maintaining this level of pressure. Level Three and Four were exactly the same, but with stronger pressure and more noise and heat.
"Level Five"
The machine emitted a high pitched noise, then part of the chamber exploded. It was a if there was a vacuum in the chamber; all the air being wrenched out by a massive gap in the wall. There was a tunnel on the other side. Jake instinctively ran towards it.
"Open the damn door! He musn't escape!" Lawdry was shouting, but he was too late. As soon as the door had opened, Jake had gone.
"Find him, he mustn't escape. He knows too many of our secrets, we cannot let him live anymore". Tommy signalled to the guards to begin their search. Then a thought hit him, and he changed his orders.
"Bring him to me. I want him alive."
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