Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 4 - 7 2018 | Page 297

“Did you find everything you were looking for?” Jay asked.
“...yes. Let’s go.” Sasha started walking off before Jay could say anything else.
8 hours and several snack breaks later…
This was it. Their journey was over. What stood in front of Jay and Sasha was a well-hidden simple
looking concealed bunker from World War two . Underground was where all the good stuff was.
Jay stepped up to where the door was. “According to the information I got from the government’s
database, there’s reinforced titanium behind this wooden door, making it really difficult to break into. I’ll
need to enter the passcode.” He pulled out the door handle.
Click.
A piece of the front door moved, revealing a touch screen. Jay entered the passcode. 5..8...J...k…#...3…
Beep!
SHHHHH…..The door opened, revealing the insane network of pneumatics that kept the door locked.
There was a hatch that went down to the bunker. Its design was based on a submarine’s hatch.
“Wait. Before we go in. I need to say something first.”
Jay turned around to see what Sasha needed to say.
“Only one of us will be going through that door.” Sasha gave him a stern look.
“What do you-” Before Jay could finish his question, Sasha whipped out her gun.
BLAM BLAM BLAM!!!