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                    "Thump! Thump! Crash!" The noises are creeping up to me, closer and closer as the clock tics. I'm trying to escape the grasp of the darkness, the grasp of the deadly beast, growing, and growing, by the second. I slow down, sensing that it's gone... "Crack!" I turn around briskly, and swiftly to the sound of a snapping twig somewhere in the depths of the forest behind me.  "Swoosh!" the wind blows, and there it is in all its terrifying glory. The tall, bony, slimy, sharp-toothed beast stares into my eyes, intensely, as if it were looking into my soul. It comes closer as I fumble to try and find a weapon on the wet, soggy, forest floor. But as soon as my hand clasps something hard, it's too late. I hear a "Hisss," as the creature stares into my eyes one more time, and then the world goes black.


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