thenovelthief Chapter 1682: Underground vault II
Chapter 1682: Underground vault II
Chapter 1682: Underground vault IIAtlas and Dean stood in the middle of the space near where the table was placed.
"I guess that’s the exit." Dean glanced at the other path beyond the space they were standing in. He couldn’t see ahead, so he narrowed his eyes, but still saw nothing.
Atlas, on the other hand, stood in front of the vault and studied it. It looked like a locker—but wider. However, it was slim for a vault. Even the small office vaults had more width than this.
"It’s a door," he said, making Dean look at him.
"Isn’t that obvious?" Dean returned sarcastically. "Only a kid wouldn’t know this isn’t a door."
Atlas ignored him as he walked closer to the combination lock.
"Three..." he whispered, twisting the lock to the number three, then did the same for the next numbers. "... seven..."
He paused as he moved to the number six. "Six."
For a moment, the two of them just stared at the vault, waiting for something to happen. Slowly, Atlas reached for the lever and pulled it down.
CLICK!
Their breaths hitched for a second, a mix of relief that they managed to open it and a strange feeling about what was waiting for them inside. Even so, Atlas pulled it open.
The vault creaked open, echoing sharply in the silence of the underground space they were in.
Atlas and Dean took a step back as the vault door opened. And just as they had expected, it was a door. Inside was a space filled with darkness. Even the lights where they were standing didn’t provide enough illumination to see what lay beyond the door.
"This feels like a dungeon," Dean commented, glancing at Atlas as the latter already walked in. He hissed, thinking they got here because of him. Yet, Atlas was acting as if he had every right to be there.
"Wait, it’s dark in there," he grumbled as he pulled out his phone. But before he could walk in, he stopped.
Dean flashed a glance at the back of the vault,
"..." Dean was barely registering the wall of information, and now, this.
It wasn’t that he hadn’t seen it earlier, but he hadn’t dwelled on it. But now that Atlas mentioned it...
Dean sauntered toward him, stopping by the counter. His eyes scanned it once more before his gaze fell on the clear, small, rectangular box. Even without opening it, he could see the pills inside.
Picking it up, he lifted it before his eyes and furrowed his brows.
"What are those?" Atlas asked, making Dean shake his head.
"I’m not too sure," he muttered.
"But you have an idea what it is?"
Dean paused as he met Atlas’s eyes. "I do, but I still need to confirm." He then shifted his attention back to the pills. "After all, these look like... that pill."
Silence quickly followed his remark before their eyes met again. Even without saying it, both were aware of the existence of a pill that shouldn’t even exist.
"That drug Penny’s been studying for some time," Dean clarified, even though it was unnecessary anymore. "The lethal drug."