UNIT: Dawn and Olaedoen
SITUATION: Create an Escape Plan
LOCATION: At The Top of The Stairs
TIME: 0300 hours Local Time, Current Date
Olaedoen sat on the dirt floor and removed his shoes. He sat cross legged with his shoes between his crossed legs. He leaned out from under his hiding place and stared upward. His eyes searched the dark for a light, any light that would free him from his self-imposed confinement.
As he sat looking upward, he muttered. “I must be out of my mind. How could I let her use my own words against me? But they weren’t really my words. Anyway, where did I get them from? I’ve got to stop that. Will she really signal me to come up or has she abandoned me?” Then, he saw Dawn’s signal. His almost shout of, “Hallelujah!” was louder than it should have been. But it was out and there was nothing the two of them could do but continue their efforts to extricate themselves from certain discovery if they stayed.
Olaedoen grabbed his shoes. He unfolded himself from his hiding place. He stood upright as he felt for the handrails of the stairs. With no care for whomever might hear him, He took the stairs two steps at a time. His feet hit the stairs with such force that dawn could feel the stairs shudder with each pounding step. She could hear his steps as well as they shuddered with Olaedoen’s overweight body.
He reached the top of the stairs and opened his mouth to vent his emotions. She grabbed him and clamped her hand over his mouth. His sudden rush over with, he stood confused while she explained the situation. “Listen to me. Several men are in the next room having a political discussion. They are communists, and they are plotting some sort of mayhem. We’ve got to come up with a plan to get past them and out of this building. Do you understand?”
Olaedoen nodded his understanding. Dawn took her hand from his mouth. She ordered him, “Now, put your shoes on and try to think of a plan for us to get out of here.”
Until that moment, they had been under ground level and out of touch with the utility van. Mungo’s voice jarred their thoughts. “We’ve been trying to contact you. We’re coming in.”
Dawn’s strong whisper was quick and firm. “Don’t. So ...