Level 4 of The Tower
Reaching the last step of the flight of stairs, Touching down on the cold cracked floor Ver and Lizzie have finally made it to level 4.
Gazing straight head the duo is struck with surprise at the entrance in front of them.
With no enemy in sight awaiting there arrival, all they see is a empty long and creepy corridor with small rusty jail cells on each side.
Scratching his belly with his right hand looking around Ver says, this is different!
Proceeding to walk forward through the corridor Lizzie turns her head to the left and says with an anxious response, a lot of these cells seem empty.
Still cruising along in front of Lizzie, Ver stops in his tracks and says, not all of them.
Shifting his body to the right he see’s a person sitting on a bench.
Composed looking with a calm gaze Ver says, huh who knew Sal was keeping prisoners!
So what’s your name kid?
Gazing up with his dark gray eyes, his light brown skin is plain like sand paper, the style of his hair is a purple close buzz cut with a variety of triangle designs in it.
Uttering a word with a soft tone of voice the young man says, the names Pap Holder.
Ver says, Pap Holder huh!
Startled by the gesture, lizzie and Pap look at Ver in a panic.
Pointing the gun in between the bars at Pap’s head, Ver says, listen here kid I got a couple of questions to ask you!
And if I like what I hear I won’t blow your brains out!
Cracking his neck from side to side Ver says with a stoic tone, now question one!
Who the hell are you?
And why are you in here?