Path of Jen: Bloodborne by Sidney Wood Read Free Book Online Page A

didn’t magically open the door.
    Jen looked around for another door or window.
There were no other doors aside from the garage door they had
arrived through. In fact, the garage was relatively bare except for
the car and the workbench. “Okay then…what else can I use?” she
wondered. Suddenly worried that the taxi driver might come back at
any minute, Jen hurried to the workbench and searched for more
tools. She found a flat metal tool with a tapered end and a handle.
It looked like a scraper or a poker of some kind. The end was
tapered but flat, like a stubby knife. The rest of the blade was
uniform thickness and width all the way to the handle. For some
reason the word “Chisel” came to mind, but she wasn’t sure if that
was right. She put it in her other pocket and kept looking. There
was nothing else.
    Jen turned to the car and tried the
driver’ s door. “It opened!" She
looked in the door pocket and under the seat but there were only
cigarette butts and gum wrappers. She found nothing of use. She
stretched and leaned to reach the passenger side and opened the
glove box. It was empty. She looked under the passenger seat too. “Nothing." Jen climbed back out of the car and headed to the
door by the light switch.
    She pulled out the chisel and looked at it
for a second. She put the tapered end in the space next to the door
latch and began working it back and forth, trying to get it far
enough in there to pry. She pulled out the wrench and began
whacking on the handle, trying to hammer the chisel deeper. Soon it
was solidly wedged in the door crack and Jen began prying on it to
force the door open. It didn’ t budge. “Come on!” she yelled. She dropped her hands in anger and then
stepped back. She took a few calming breaths and looked for a
better way. “The hinges are on my side!" Jen yanked the chisel free
and started on the middle hinge. She used the tapered end again,
only this time instead of forcing it into the door crack she used
it to pry the hinge pins up and out. The first one was pretty easy
once she tapped the chisel under the head to get it started. The
second was a little harder for some reason, but it finally came
out. The last one was the worst. It was the bottom hinge and it
seemed welded in place. Jen tried everything she had done to get
the other two out, but this one didn’t want to budge. Finally, she
got angry and hit it as hard as she could with the wrench. That
must have knocked something loose because the next attempt with the
chisel popped the pin up and she was able to work it out with
little additional trouble.
    Jen didn’t waste any time. She used the
chisel again to pry from the back of the door and swung it out and
free of the hinges. Once past the hinges and the door frame she
pulled it away from the latching mechanism and let it fall against
the wall. She ran out into the hall and as far from the garage as
possible. When she reached the end of the short hall, there was
another door. “ Not
locked! " She opened it hesitantly, and found herself
at the back of an empty store front. Large windows facing the
street in front of her let in the evening light. It looked like no
one had been there in a long time.
    Frightened but feeling energized by her
success so far, Jen raced to the front door and tried to push the
door open. It was locked. “Ugh!” she yelled. She raised the wrench
to strike one of the windows and hesitated. “Won’t I get into
trouble for breaking a window?" She immediately felt stupid for
worrying about the window when her life was in danger. “ Sorry, store guy, ” she said under her breath as she
swung the wrench at the tall window next to the door. There was a
loud “Crack!” but the window was still intact. She swung again with
all her might and this time the window shattered. The sound was
deafening, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was getting
out. Carefully avoiding the sharp glass still sticking out of the
window sill, Jen stepped