Eight months have passed, so full of struggle. From the escape plan B to Z, none of them were successfully carried out. But the disclosure under the guise behind the high wall of the ARC's reputation went smoothly. They found all information is a complete and clear, very detailed way. Class successfully retrieves the latest data from the ARC main memory. What's more, if it's not about vaccines.
"They are killers!" Maxie exclaimed slamming a sheet of information about the vaccine release four months ago. 'Secure'? You mean rooting us out?! Dammit..!"
"Calm yourself, Maxie..." Sam tried to soothe his friend.
"It seems that Maxie is also frustrated because the escape plan always fails," Choco interrupted crossing his arms in front of his chest, "we don't know what should we do next. Our time slowly running out."
The three of them are silent. Yes, just three.
"Now where is that cat fug?!" Maxie grumbled again while sitting in a swivel chair.
Right after Maxie finished ranting, Class entered with two large plastic bags. His face looks satisfied.
"So what else can you do, Mr. Thief?" Maxie asked with a suspicious face while making a sarcasm.
Class responded with a protest face, "I'm not a thief (that's right, anyway). But this time I bought it."
The little Anicens were astonished by Class sentence. Buy? Since when was this prison-like place has a shop that made the cat go sopping? Then where did he get the money?
"I always carry debit and credit cards everywhere, it just can't be used here," Class closed the door with his feet, then placed groceries in the corner of the room. Then he looked at his friends with a smirk.
"But I can use it outside, right?" Class grinned.
They are confused about death like asking 'what?'. The room is quiet. They don't understand.
"Giraffe's brains! Your feet are pierced by nails and the pain is spreading long to get to the brain! I just got out of here!"
The little Anicens were surprised. Maxie fell from his chair. Everyone approached Class, pulled his hand to sit in the middle of the room. Not forgetting, Choco locked the door, Sam closed the window.
"What do you mean? Are you out? Since when?" Maxie interrogated.
Class cleared his throat, "Yes, I found a way out. And very easy."
The atmosphere became tense. Will their efforts for months pay off? After sneaking through the vents, but blocked. Sneaking in the freight truck but was caught. Climbing the wall, but there are safety sensors. Until asking permission to go outside but not allowed (of course).
Now Class has found a way. You clever cat.
"I dug a hole."
"Huh?"
Class nod is very sure and very proud.
"Isn't there CCTV?" Sam asked.
Class shook his head, "Indeed there is, but after all this time I watched CCTV maps in this building, there is a corner where the CCTV does not capture visuals.
Then Class takes out a piece of paper that has been wrinkled then spreads it in the center of the circle. This is a CCTV map, about where it is placed and the reachable area of the camera.
"Again, an important map was stolen," Maxie complained to the great theft committed by Class. Class just chuckles ignorant.
"I told you, they are stupid."
Back to the CCTV map. Class immediately pointed to the place in question, "Here. Next to the Final Disposal Site."
Silence.
"No wonder I smelled bad odors from earlier! So it's you!" Maxie closed his nose and immediately kept his distance from Class, followed by the others too.
Class's face blushed, "This is my form of sacrifice! Even all of you won't do it! That's the only place! "
"Furthermore, we only need to save Peter with this plan, and then we get out of this hell."
***
A loud siren shouted followed by red light throughout the building. Tells that someone has done something that violates security. As Anicens was forced into the room, officers ran around in chaos, here and there, to find the origin of all this chaos.
Unfortunately, their choice to put Anicens in the room was the biggest mistake.
In each room of Anicens, some holes connect directly to the exit created by four--actually just the dog-- small Anicens in two months. The Anicens entered the hole when four small Anicens divide their works. One by one, little by little, Anicens throughout the room managed to escape. They fled into the forest, to a hiding place made by four small Anicens.
"Class, we managed to evacuate everything," Maxie informed near the exit hole, while Choco directed it to the hiding place, "how are things there?"
With small earphones, which again were stolen by Class, they communicated. Class grinning. Placing a small hole in each room was not wrong.
"The situation here is not very good," Class leaned against the wall and Sam joined beside him.
"The officers are aware of our whereabouts and are hunting us down," Sam said.
When they heard the officers' steps and voices, Class and Sam immediately ran, looking for a detour to get to the laboratory where their little friend, Peter.
"Should I go there?" Maxie asked.
"No, no need. You better stay there. We can handle it, especially if I'm here," Class casually looked around here and there.
Maxie laughed, "You will die with your arrogance, Class."
"Make it," Class is no less underestimate.
Instantly two small Anicens in the building stopped after hearing the clattering of footsteps from two directions. Both of them give each other 'what-to-do' code. Class thought for a moment, looked up.
Ventilation! Bingo!
"Sam! Up there!" Class brought his hands together with a slight bend. Sam was so deftly stepped on it while Class picked it up. The tuna opened ventilation and snuck in. "Class! Come on!"
Immediately, Class opened his vest, took a small rope - this time he bought it outside - and immediately threw the end of the link as a weight to Sam. Sam is ready to catch and pull Class up. Sam's growl while pulling Class with all his might echoed in a small vent. Class is pulled up, the vent closes right when the officer passes.
"Did you find them?" asked one of the four officers who met. Sam and Class did not make a sound, silent until the guards left.
"Search them right away! Come on!" the men left, "those bastard! They've been making troubles since coming in here!"
Silence. Class and Sam grinned, began crawling with Class leading the way. He paused to read the ventilation map when they arrived at the T-junction.
"This way," Class turned left. They don't talk much, use time as effectively as possible.
"This is the same path when I made the wrong way to the swimming pool," Sam whispered, "meaning that soon the room where a lot of tormented Anicens."
That's right, when they were right above one of the air vents, screams could be heard. So heartbreaking, hurtful. The Anicens were tortured. Class peering through ventilation.
"Should we bring them, Class?" Sam asked with pity. Class was silent, then he shook his head.
"We have not made our way here, and if we free them through the door, there will be many officers. We will get caught. Besides, it will be difficult to bring Anicens who has become insane like that," while continuing to crawl, Class tried to harden his heart to save Peter, "I'm sure they are good Anicens because they are our brothers. "
Sam very disappointed while continuing to follow Class. How not sad? He could not save the unknown friends.
Suddenly Class stopped, looked at the map, then put it in his pocket. He took a deep breath, then threw it away as he tried to soothe himself. Because they have arrived at their destination.
"Here it is, Peter's laboratory," Class looked down.
The two of them waited a moment, preparing for the worst possible instinct. Spooky officers, traps, wrong room, or even anesthetic needles. And the worst if they see their friend die.
Empty. Both of them looked at each other, agreed to continue the rescue operation. These little Anicens can fight, with strong animal instincts. But they deliberately avoid troublesome and time-consuming-energy things.
Carefully but surely, Class released the vent. This time they didn't need any cord. Just jumping is enough. The dexterity of the small Anicens has developed.
When they went down, Class and Sam just walked into a room that felt empty and dark. The only lights were lit only near the vents, the place where they stand. They backed to each other vigilantly.
"Is this a trap, Class?" Sam asked, lowering his voice.
Class sniffed something. His eyes narrowed sharply.
"Peter," Class said. Make Sam turned.
"Where?" Sam asked, increasingly alarmed.
The cat Anicens was silent for a while. His nose was sniffing all the time. Then squinted at the darkroom in front of him.
"The smell keeps moving... which means..." Class guessed, "..he is circling us. Be careful. I have a bad feeling about this."
Class's whiskers slowly appeared on his cheeks, the oval ears were now pointy and hairy, his eyes greenish with pupils like needles, his body partially hairy including his face. Curved nails. Class in his nature mode.
"Peter. We're going to take you home," Class said while turning on the spot. He followed the smell of Peter that kept moving.
"We can't stay here too long. Maxie and Choco are waiting at the exit," continued Class while trying to calm down. But he just heard silence and echo of his voice.
A few minutes waiting, finally, the smell of Peter stopped on the spot. Does he finally recognize Class and Sam?
"Peter?" The class called out and an eye flashed.
Suddenly from the dark, something struck. Very fast but two small Anicens managed to dodge. The growl is like a wild animal. In the darkness, the shadows surrounding Class and Sam stared sharply with blazing blue eyes.
"Who's that, Class?" Sam kept his back with Class, only turning his head. The cat hissed.
"More precisely what it is," said Class. He hesitated, but his sense of smell was not. Just now was Peter, and the only scent in the room was Peter's. Class tries not to admit it. Trying not to believe the 'something' that attacked ferociously is their most innocent friend.
"I can't see anything, Class," Sam said worriedly.
"All right, try to block him, I'll be looking for a switch," immediately Class ran into the darkness. His eyes make it easy for Class to see in the dark. By combining smell and vision, Class soon found a switch and pulled it.
The room finally brighten. Shows a large and spacious room. The extent of about three hundred square meters. But only an empty room. Class turned to Sam and what was in front of him. The little Anicens was stunned.
The creature growled fiercely increasing, its saliva dripping, almost its entire body covered with hair. The claws are even bigger and sharper. If only Class and Sam hadn't avoided, their bodies might have been cut off.
"I think we got the wrong room, Class," Sam said.
Class was silent, staring at the ferocious and wild creature. No, they are not mistaken about the room. Class knew the creature, Sam, Maxie and Choco too. And they're very close with it.
Their little friend, Peter.
"It's Peter, Sam," Class said concerned. Sam widened in disbelief, his wide eyes now wider. Who can also believe? Their friend Peter is not a creature like that. Their friends are not monsters.
Peter tries to pounce on Sam, and Sam quickly dodged. He might become Anicens sashimi. Class immediately approached. Now they are forced to fight.
"Peter! Don't!!" Class repels when Peter tried to grab Sam's head. Peter growled, giving Class a killing look. He also tried to scoop his friend's hand. Class continued to defend, avoiding all attacks. But he tripped over a cable and fell. Without waiting, Peter pounced on the cat. Class deftly held Peter's hands and held his head to the point of biting. Saliva was dripping everywhere.
Class hissed, "Peter! Wake up, you idiot!"
But Peter did not listen. He still tried to rip and bite Class. Class's grip was already very strong, but it felt like Peter had more power. He growled in annoyance. But Class soon realized. That Peter's hand was thin, his opaque face began to show his cheekbones. Maybe this saliva and this crazy attitude explained everything.
Peter was hungry. How long it has been since the last time he ate?, inner Class concerned.
If you are hungry, let's go home!, Class grumbled to Peter in his heart.
Just as the thought came, Peter's attack loosened up. His tense face looked limp. Class was shocked and let go of his grip slowly, step away from Peter who immediately collapsed.
The wolf fainted. His body which was almost wrapped in hair gradually returned to normal. The ears also become small and round. Peter's sweet face is now beginning to appear.
Class was stunned, he gasped for breath. He was confused about what had happened.
"Sam!" he immediately realized and looked for his friend.
"Class! Are you okay?" Sam ran toward the person who called him.
"What happened? Peter suddenly fainted," Class asked.
In response, a whooshing sound rang out. Class and Sam then prepared themselves again for something else that will happen. But what appears is a speaker at the top of the room. The same speaker where all this began.
"Ha...! Ha..! Ha..!" The Speaker laughed rigidly with the robot intonation, "it's a shame that ARC failed to pull out the 'blood' in your friend's body. Isn't that great?"
"You! The Speaker Person at that time! Because of you, all this happened!" Class exclaimed in annoyance while pointing at the annoying speaker.
"Oops! What did you say just now? Me? No!" The Speaker defended himself.
"Don't want to admit it yet?! At that time you shot Peter with an injection!" Sam accused.
The Speaker complained, "Hey, that's not me. That's a security system. The heartbeat of your friend at that time showed resistance, so the security system continued to shoot him with anesthetic injection. I told you, right? If you resist, there will be consequences. Come on, I'm just saying that doesn't mean I did it. Blame it on ARC or whatever!"
Class and Sam are silent. Right, the speaker only warned them at that time.
"Then who are you, huh?!" Class asked back.
The Speaker snorted with laughter, "To be more precise, kid. I have nothing to do with all this. But when you're confused, I'll be there. Appears unnoticed by anyone except the person behind the paper, and the person who made me."
The two little Anicens looked at each other for not understanding.
"Never mind. Hurry and bring your little friend. Officers will soon be back to make sure their 'test material' is safe," after a stiff laugh, The Speaker is gone.
The room was quiet now, "The strange speaker is right, come on!"
"Do we have to thank it?" Sam asked, carrying one of Peter's shoulders.
"Ah, no need. He was gone though," Class helped on the other side, "after all, he was just wasting time."
But quietly, Sam stared at the corner of the room, the place where the speaker came. Sam murmured , 'Thank you'. However, Sam thought the speaker had helped by reminding them to leave immediately. Although he doesn't know when will the loudspeaker reappeared.
Nobody knows, except me.
***
Soft light from the sun poured between the lush leaves. The rustling of grass and bushes has been unstopping since an hour ago. Not because of the wind, not humans, not even animals. But little Anicens those walk in one line. Neatly, follow the path that has been made by four troublemaker Anicens who damage a place of evil research. Maybe more than one hundred Anicens meet the forest line. With the rabbit and the fish leading in front, and the cat and the dog watching from behind the line. Ah, one more thing. The wolf that carried by the cat.
"It's been a long time. We have to apologize to Peter because we made him wait in a painful misery," Maxie said, concerned to see Peter. His body was thin, his white lab shirt was dirty, his hair began to elongate untidy, his body also had innumerable wounds.
"Will he miss us when he regained consciousness?" Class asked.
Maxie paused, "No. He will miss Wendy first."
"We're here!" a cute shout from the front made Maxie and Class grow their necks.
Yes, they arrived at their new home.
"Welcome to the Tree House!"