Allyn and Ransom – 34

 

Allyn slowly regained consciousness. He felt logy and tried to shake off the effects of whatever drug Gregory had given him.

 

Why am I still alive? Given what he is, he could have drained me while I was out. Unless… Yeah, he'd be drugging himself if he did.

 

His first instinct was to teleport out of there, but if he did, the man would still be free to go after someone else. Or a lot of someone elses. And I can't just jump from here to outside the house because I have no clue what's out there. If I don't have a visual, I'm screwed. I can't even send one to… Hell. Ransom.

 

Opening his mind, he tried to contact Ransom.

 

::Thank God. Where the hell are you?:: Ransom said.

 

::Your guess is as good as mine.:: Allyn frowned. ::Use the GPS.::

 

::Can't. Either it died or he found it and destroyed it.::

 

::I'm betting the latter, when he… Oh fuck. Ran, he's a vampire.::

 

::You have to be kidding.::

 

::I wish I was.::

 

::Get the hell out of there. There's still some sunlight. He won't be able to stop you.::

 

::I don't have a visual.::

 

::Just go home,:: Ransom ordered.

 

::No way. We have to stop him tonight. If we don't, he'll go after more people. Damn it.::

 

::He's there?:: Ransom asked, the words fraught dismay.

 

::No. But if we don't deal with him now… He knows who I am and could come after me. Or worse, Miranda.::

 

::Okay. Do you at least know what kind of building you're in?::

 

::A house. A large one from what little I saw of it. I know there's a basement because I'm in a room down here.:: He finally took in his surroundings. ::A very barren room. One window, high on the wall, a set of shelves, and the door we came through. I'm betting it's locked tight now.::

 

::No kidding. Can you get to the window?::

 

::If I didn't feel like ten kinds of hell. Maybe when the last of the drug wears off.::

 

::All right.:: There was a long pause. ::See if you can move the shelves over and use them to get to the window.::

 

::Now why didn't I think of that?::

 

::Because you're dopey, and not the Seven Dwarfs kind.::

 

::Thanks, I think.:: Allyn went to the shelves, gripping one side to see if they'd move. ::Whoa. We may have lift-off. There's a door behind them.::

 

::Sounds like a setup to me, so be careful,:: Ransom cautioned.

 

::Good idea.::

 

Allyn touched the handle quickly, in case it was wired to blow up or shock him—or something. It wasn't, so he turned it and pulled. He wasn't very surprised when the door began to open. If it was a setup, and it was beginning to look like one, Gregory wanted him to escape. The question was, to where?

 

::Give me an image and I'll join you,:: Ransom said.

 

::No. If he really is a vampire, he'd know you're here. Let me see where this hallway goes first.::

 

::Be—::

 

::Careful. Yeah.:: Allyn crept down the hallway, the only light coming from a window high on the wall. He thought it was the last gasp of the sun going down. Reaching the door, up three steps at the far end of the hall, he inched it open. ::I'm outside…or will be in a second. There's a lawn and trees. Like a forest.::

 

::That fits with where I think you are, in a general sense. Show me. Please.::