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Running. Running. She was running. Why was she always running?
She looked over her shoulder. She stopped running. Why was she running?
T̸̢͙̬̩̿̅̿͊̇̈ͅh̷̖̑̏̇̔̂ĕ̷͙̘͔́͆̊̓͆̕͝y̴̰̤̠̟̞͊͗͜͝'̸̡̨̳̤̹͇̙͂̈́̐̈́͋͗͝r̶̨̄̅̂͂͛ȩ̶͉̱̰̺̫̯̒̓̐͛̓̕͝ ̷̨̛͚̼̤͖͍̫ͅg̷͓̀̊͂͌͒͝o̸̧̨̮̼̱̮̘̙̎̃̊̇̆͑̊͘̕͜ͅn̴̤̪̐̂̐̃̕e̶̛̮͕̗̝̐͜.
She tensed. "Who's gone? Who's gone?" she called.
T̸̢͙̬̩̿̅̿͊̇̈ͅh̷̖̑̏̇̔̂ĕ̷͙̘͔́͆̊̓͆̕͝y̴̰̤̠̟̞͊͗͜͝'̸̡̨̳̤̹͇̙͂̈́̐̈́͋͗͝r̶̨̄̅̂͂͛ȩ̶͉̱̰̺̫̯̒̓̐͛̓̕͝ ̷̨̛͚̼̤͖͍̫ͅg̷͓̀̊͂͌͒͝o̸̧̨̮̼̱̮̘̙̎̃̊̇̆͑̊͘̕͜ͅn̴̤̪̐̂̐̃̕e̶̛̮͕̗̝̐͜.
"Who's gone?" she called again.
T̷͉̞̹̼̬͊̾͆̓̅͐͒̚ͅḩ̵͕̺̰̘͕̬͓͑E̸̢͍̩͍͛̀̊͂̏̌͊͑ͅŸ̴̧̻̖̤̤̖̭͍́̈́͂̊͛́̐͊̓̽'̴̗̩̖͈͙̝̃̄̅r̸̢̮̻̎̑͑͆ë̵̳̘͕̹̗͇̜̩́̾̈́̑̃͊̊͑͋͠ ̶̻͙̟̠͙̄̊̿̔G̷̲̘̭̈́͂͑̇͒̊͝͝ö̵̧̧̩͓͙͔̤̳́͛͛͆̍̋̽̉N̵̡͚̯̩͚̦̭͔͙͔̑̌͛̍̅̿̆̇̕̕E̵̵͈̭͙̜̱̣̗͕̩̺̱̥̮͕͓̜̐̊̽͌̌̆̂̾͋̔́̕̚͘Ï̵̖͋͐̉͛̑̚͝ͅt̵͔̮̘͉̮͌̈̉̏̇̕͘͝'̸̡̢̜͇̪̱̳̮̞̲͒͌͆̇͆̑s̸͇̔̊̈́ ̸̥̰͇̣̤̥͚̗̙̈̾̓͊̐͌ä̵̱̙͍͓͈͓͓̺͍́̐́͑͜l̷̡̹̜̩̬̇͝l̴̛͖͙̜̼̳̓̔̔́̀͑̂̚ͅ ̶̢̛̛̬͓̰͉͔̲͎̊̐͑̚͜͜y̴̛̜͇̙̱̳̫̆͐͛͛ò̶̧̭̻̰̫̬͖͚͝U̷͛͆̈́͋̽ͅr̸̞̲̜̊̇̚ ̸͇͌F̵̯̭̩̣̹̼͓͙̋̏͂̊̉̀̓̈A̶͙͚͔̮͇̐̋̈͋̑u̶͇̦͚̱̳͖͈͔̓̓̅͗̑̈́͝͝l̴̯̪̇̋͠T̷̢̩̣̔̽͜.
She flinched. She knew why she was running now. She was running from the voice. The voice - Get away from the voice. She broke out in a run again, running into nothing, into everything, into the dark. She hated the dark.
y̴̛̜͇̙̱̳̫̆͐͛͛ò̶̧̭̻̰̫̬͖͚͝U̷͛͆̈́͋̽ͅr̸̞̲̜̊̇̚ ̸͇͌F̵̯̭̩̣̹̼͓͙̋̏͂̊̉̀̓̈A̶͙͚͔̮͇̐̋̈͋̑u̶͇̦͚̱̳͖͈͔̓̓̅͗̑̈́͝͝l̴̯̪̇̋͠T̷̢̩̣̔̽͜y̴̛̜͇̙̱̳̫̆͐͛͛ò̶̧̭̻̰̫̬͖͚͝U̷͛͆̈́͋̽ͅr̸̞̲̜̊̇̚ ̸͇͌F̵̯̭̩̣̹̼͓͙̋̏͂̊̉̀̓̈A̶͙͚͔̮͇̐̋̈͋̑u̶͇̦͚̱̳͖͈͔̓̓̅͗̑̈́͝͝l̴̯̪̇̋͠T̷̢̩̣̔̽͜y̴̛̜͇̙̱̳̫̆͐͛͛ò̶̧̭̻̰̫̬͖͚͝U̷͛͆̈́͋̽ͅr̸̞̲̜̊̇̚ ̴̧̧̹͕͖͙̮̤͋F̶̱̀́͗A̸͍͓̮͘u̵̖̤͇̗͈̜͖̱͖̝̿͂̐̓̕ĺ̵̼͂̊͋̽Ţ̶̣̟͎́͐͊̍̒̓́̚̕!̴̧̡͈̖̪̒̈́̿̏̏̈!̴̢͚̼͕̻͖̪̮̣̝̇́̈́̕!̷̳̜̳̹̯͎̘͚̤̽̈́̇̏͋̃̇̈́͝
She ran faster.
Y̶̬̳͆̓̅̀͜Ò̵̢̧̘̱̜̥̇̏͗̀̌̅͘͜ͅU̶̢̨͈͔͚̫̫͇̲̅̃R̷̛͇͛́̐̀͝ ̴̯̜͕̻̱̲̫̹͍̇̓F̶͚͈̤̦̗̹͆̉̇̄͛͛̃̾̎̐Á̷̢͍̣̤͔̰̪̖̥̮͂͐Û̶̺̠̬̲̙̿͑̊͘L̵̙͍͒T̶̨̪̘̱̤̥̹̯̯̼̑͑͐́̈͝!̷̯̼̀͘!̸͍̦͔̬̋̂́͂̚̚͜͝!̴̹̉́̍͆̏͌̏͠
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Bumblebee
FanfictionShe was going to be a hero. Not for the money, not for the fame, but just so she could be assured that people still cared about the public. She was tired of heroes only wanting fame, only wanting money, only wanting glory. She had her career all pla...
