Talk:Nureonago/@comment-26380985-20160331190402/@comment-30700719-20170225032107

"ICARUS, get a Rauser over here!"  "What?"  "That is a vehicle capable of flying through-not into, through-enemy Aces. And you're telling me it's getting delayed by a storm?"  I sigh, then walk away from the window. The Nureonago tries to follow me, but the window obstructs her. I walk back into the heart of the hospital. Time goes by; could've been two minutes, could've been two hours. In the distance, a smash of glass reaches my ears. I sit up a little straighter and sigh to myself. "ICARUS, estimated time of arrival?"  "That Rauser better be here by then. ETA?"  I quietly clap. "How convenient." I get up and slowly start walking away from the direction the smash came from.

They've nearly found me; they're fanning out, searching the whole area. Nothing stops them; they simply pour themselves into every nook and cranny. Couple minutes ago, they must've found where I was sleeping; the yelping was unmistakable. Seven minutes to go. Now would be a good time to get to the roof. Thing is, the elevators are just behind their searching party. I'd have to jump out of the hospital, go around the entire building, break back in, and run to the elevator. All of which would alert them where I was. They are getting closer. The time is now.

I fabricate a makeshift noisemaker, throwing it away from me. The unbearable screeching gets their attention quickly, and I skilfully flank them. I then just start running flat-out, my shoes pounding against the tiled floor. Just gotta make it, just...gotta...MAKE IT! I jump inside the elevator and pound the button for the top floor. But nothing happens. I press it again and again. The Neureonagos know I'm cornered, by now. They are slowly walking up to the doors of the elevator, confident in the knowledge that I am trapped. And trapped I am.