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He raced through the yellow halls with his friend as the creatures speed accelerated getting closer and closer.
Unsure if he was gonna survive. Who was he kidding of course he wasn't gonna survive,
He had been trapped here for so long now almost 6yrs.
The other man? He didn't know he had suffered a head injury a couple months back when he was found.

The faster guy shut his eyes tight as he heard a scream of the slower man being ripped into peieces as the creature then discarded the dismembered chunks to the ground like nothing.

'Give up' the voices in his head told him. 'Let it kill you' 'it'll be quick death' he wanted to give in...well why shouldn't he? He'll die anyway. However his body wouldn't let him. Adrenaline coursed through his body forcing him to keep running. Then the worst thing happened...

A dead end...
All that running...
All that surviving and planning...
All just to die alone at the hands of that monster....

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