Four and Counting: Four and Safe

As his mind wondered through the events that left Jackie clinically insane, Geoff briefly registered the paramedics arriving.

            ‘Hello,’ the beautiful woman stated. ‘Can you hear me? My name’s Lelia. What’s yours?’

            ‘Geoff,’ he managed as his mind threw him into another vision from his past a few seconds before he lost consciousness.

As the vision from his past materialised around him he realised that he was in a time before he had travelled back, before even Tom had travelled back. The memory began with him bringing an axe down upon Vicky’s right hand, disconnecting it from her body in one clean swing. As Geoff watched in horror at what he had done, Leo entered with a picture of a mountain complex.

            ‘What is Tom doing up at the mountain?’ he questioned the handless girl, in return she spat in his face, which incurred a slap across her face from Leo. ‘What is Tom doing in the mountain?’

            ‘Searching…searching…nope. Sorry, can’t find anything on the mountain,’ Vicky snarled as the room began to shake softly, before slowly getting more and more violent.

Without taking a second thought, Geoff brought his axe down on Vicky’s left hand and caught the top half of her middle finger. As she screamed out in pain, the Earthquake came to a sudden and abrupt stop.

            ‘You can’t escape by shaking some rocks,’ Leo snarled while Matt entered the room with a red hot iron rod. Geoff stared at the red tip of the pole and remembered regretting bringing Vicky in for interrogation.

            ‘Jackie ordered the information to be obtained through any means necessary,’ Matt explained upon seeing Geoff’s look of disgust.

‘How do we even know that something is happening up there?’ Geoff protested.

‘Because, if there was nothing, she wouldn’t be so resistive to revealing it,’ Leo shrugged. ‘Why would you protect an empty building after losing your hand? It doesn’t make sense.’

‘One last chance,’ Leo whispered into Vicky’s ear while pulling her T-shirt up. ‘What is going on at the mountain?’

            ‘You’ll kill me before I tell,’ Vicky snarled.

            ‘Do it,’ Leo instructed his dad who brought the iron rod and branded Vicky’s back with the Egyptian symbol for traitor. While the rod was held to her skin, Vicky held her mouth shut with all the strength she could muster while also causing a mini-earthquake that caused the wall to the outside to collapse.

            ‘Torture me all you want,’ Vicky taunted. ‘I will never tell you what is happening in that mountain.’

            ‘Oh, you will,’ Leo smiled sweetly and somehow evilly at the same time. ‘You just don’t know it yet.’

            ‘Go die in a field,’ Vicky snarled causing Leo to suddenly focus on the gap in the wall.

            ‘Get down!’ he called as Fred’s transport crashed into the side of the room knocking Geoff across the room and into the wall. The sudden and slight loss of consciousness on the part of his past self caused the memory to blur into colours with no obvious shape.

As he sat up against the wall, he watched as the yellow and red blurs flew at the green blur, although without any context, Geoff had no idea what was going on until he realised that a brown blur was sat at the table. Once he registered the way the colours worked, he pointed his hands out at the green blur as it repelled the yellow blur and launched a temporal blast.

Fred was caught by surprise and catapulted headfirst into the wall behind him, cracking his skull open before his body slumped to the ground. Vicky had managed to manipulate a large stone to smash her chains, freeing her hands and allowing her to smash Leo’s head into the table before scrambling to Fred’s ship.

Fred had managed to tie Matt up in vines which gave Vicky enough time to reactivate the ship and escape from the building. Outside, a sudden thunder and lightning storm erupted that Geoff swore never happened.

Without warning the building disappeared and Geoff was stood in the centre of a raging thunder storm as extremely powerful winds blew all around him. He stood staring at the raging storm clouds as he attempted to make sense of his surroundings. His cloud watching session came to an abrupt ending when a lightning bolt struck the top of his skull causing him to suddenly awaken in the back of an ambulance.

‘Nice of you to join us,’ Leila smiled.

            ‘My head hurts,’ he complained like a child.

            ‘Well you did hit your head pretty hard,’ she stated simply before turning to her friend. ‘Okay, we’re set. Lets get going again.’