The Unexpected

With a little jerk, the cart started as Mac pulled the lever. Both of them just hoped to find answers of what they are here for. The whole scenario made Mac realise that something very big was goiong on.
"A snail would be faster than this", Peter commented.
"Hmmm", Mac added though he didn't wanted to.
Slowly, slowly, a few rolls and then suddenly, a large fall came in the track. The were literally freely falling in the track. Peter held the cart handle much tighter than anything in this world and Mac was holding peter by his legs. 'What the hell is happening?", Mac yelled but it was iin audible. Cart slowed down in a up and both were relieved. They balanced themselves to face next down flow. As they reached the top of the loop, before falling, they saw something strange, terrifying. It was like a roller coaster ride and to add to there problems, the tracks were changing.
"How is this possible?", Mac asked in a shocked voice.
"I am going to resign after all this.", Peter told.
Ups and Downs, rise and fall- Peter was enjoying this but Mac was onto something else. He was observing the caves. "Someone is changing tracks right then, when we reach at a fix point.", Mac realise and informed Peter.
"So what do you think? Someone is looking at us? "
"Probably."
"No i am fucking sure about this.", Mac replied tensely when he obseved the cameras hidden at several places in that cave.
"Oh my god! He had been looking at us. What do we do now?"
"Jump!"
"Are you insane? I am not gonna do that . Never."
"Listen, you are in his got damn cart. He is watching you and can lead you anywhere he wants. Don't you understand?"
Anyhow, Peter had to agree to his orders and they searched for a location to jump. However, they were stupefied by absence of track after that.
"What th...", Peter paused.
"Jump now or else we will die. Jummmppppp!!!!!", Mac spoke while he dived off the cart.
Peter became nervous. He is in the cart and is approaching towards his death. What should i do???, he wandered.
Mac was running with him. As there was a rise, Mac was faster than the cart. He reached the end of the tracks. He looked down. It was about 250 m deep hole. "Damn it!"
The rear end of the track was loose. He was clicked by an idea and suddenly he took out his gun to use it as a screw driver for pulling out the loose nails of the track. One, two three, four, he pulled out and saw that the track was pacing wildly towards him.
"Hold my hand when you will reach here", he shouted.
Peter had already offered a hand to be held. As cart reache, Mac pulled him out and both of them fell on the sandy ground.
"Oh my god, i am alive. Thank you for saving my life. I don't know what..."
"Its alright. By the way, your life's worth more than me and you know that."
Peter recalled why he said so and felt a sense of responsibility for the country. "Yes, i know", he replied.
The cart had stopped as Mac had took off the tracks."We may need the cart.", Mac told, smiling.
"We will."
Peter ran towards the end to get a glimpse of where he would have been. "How deep it would be?"
"You have to jump to know that. C'mmon, jump and tell me."
"Ha.. ha.. ha.. Bad joke"
"How can we cross this?", Mac questioned.
"I have a plan."
"What?"
"We have to make our own track..."
Mac rushed with excitement to the end. "How long that would be?"
"May be 100 meter."
"OK. Peter, you pullout screws only from this end and i will pull from 200 meter from here. We will place the exact track in there."
"Yes sir."
They executed the plan and reached the other end but Mac was still tensed.

"Now what?", asked peter irritatingly.

"There are other cameras, he can still watch us", Mac looked at the camera pointing to them and told peter to bring his ears near his. "But why?", Peter was infuriated. "Don't worry, i won't kiss you". "Stop behaving childishly and we have to go inside by sticking to walls so that cams couldn't cover us. Got it", Mac murmured in his ears.

As per plan, they were separated and went ahead. Darker and darker, Mac couldn't see anything, still he was walking. He felt a wire by his side and used it to make a way outta there. Peter was afraid like anything . He took out his Gun and reloaded it. Breathing heavily and sweating, he remembered the last time he shot someone. The idea of it seemed horrible. 'How could i do this? I haven't done this, i haven't killed anyone, not anyone so close',he told himself. Some light he felt ahead and paced with the gun in his shivering hands. Now, he was able to see, faintly, someone was coming towards him. He closed his eyes and fired.

"Motherfucker, why the fuck are you shooting at me? You want me dead?", Mac moaned in pain.