If they didn’t make it back to Atlantis in time this would all be for nothing. Well, not exactly. She’d be reunited with her family, but Jerico would perish along with them. A tremor of fear went through her. He’d put himself at risk for her. Jerico could die out here.
“I’m sure we can do this. It was open for a good part of the day last time. It has only been an hour,” Jerico soothed.
Hailey nodded and tapped her fingers impatiently on the dash. Time was not on their side.
***
Buses and large vehicles were scattered around the opening to the mines. Hailey let out a relieved sigh. They were in the right spot, she could feel it. Dread coursed through her though as she took in all the cars. How many people were here? Could she rush in and take her parents and leave everyone else to die?
Her heart pinched at the thought. She turned to Jerico as he switched the ignition off and they exited the truck.
“What do we do about everyone else?” she whispered as they jogged toward the mine entrance. These people were strangers, but how could she in good conscience leave them here to their deaths.
Jerico pursed his lips and gave her a pained look. It was obvious he didn’t like the idea of leaving everyone else behind either. “The prophecy states that if they can make it to the city, then they can live among us.”
“We can save them,” she whispered quietly. She might not be able to save the world, but if she could save a few people she would try.
“Yes,” Jerico answered with certainty. “But we must hurry. It is a long trek back and we have no idea what kind of shape these people are in.”
Hailey nodded he had a good point. They sprinted ahead into the depths of the cavern. It was slightly cooler—slightly. She breathed in a deep breath, her lungs functioning better as the temperature continued to drop.
Voices echoed ahead, and she sprung forward.
“Mom, Dad, Marc,” she called out.
The voices rose as she drew nearer to the crowd. People glanced up, stopping what they were doing as she and Jerico approached. Jerico hung back, probably afraid he would frighten them. He was an alien for lack of a better word though his features were strikingly similar to a human. The eyes and ears would cause a stir. Right now, people needed to focus on getting somewhere safe. They could come to the startling realization she had once they reached safety.
“Mom, Dad, Marc,” she hollered again.
“Hailey,” her mother’s silky voice rose above the rest.
“Mom?” She scanned the crowd of onlookers. A short red head burst through the crowd and Hailey sobbed as her mom raced to her with outstretched arms. “Mom,” she murmured as they squeezed each other tightly.
“Oh, thank God,” her mother breathed, placing kisses to Hailey’s forehead. “I thought we’d lost you too.”
“Hailey,” Marc called as he joined them in the hug.
“Where’s Dad?” Hailey murmured, clasping them closer.
Her mom pulled back and swiped at a tear. Hailey’s world crumpled and tears stung her eyes. Her father couldn’t be dead.
Her mom grasped Hailey’s hand tightly. “He suffered a heat stroke.”
“But he’s alive?” Hailey mumbled as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Her mom nodded once and she let out a relieved sigh. They could help him. The doctors at Atlantis would be able to do something for him surely. They had to get there first.
“I have a safe place for us to go,” she blurted. “We got to go now. Everyone. We have to hurry.”
“Where?” her mom questioned. “It’s not safe above ground.”
“I know. I’ll explain everything later. Right now, I need you to trust me.” Hailey looked around at the scared, dirty faces. She could save them if they’d let her. “I can take you someplace safe, but we have to leave right now and get onboard the buses. It’s not far. If you stay down here you’ll die. If you wish to come with us meet at the mine entrance in five minutes,” she ordered.
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