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I heard his footsteps.
They were coming closer.
I needed to get out of here... but there were no exits.
Where am I?
I kept dashing through the dimly lit halls, rattling every doorknob to find them all locked.
But I suddenly heard an odd sound... a melody... echoing through the halls...
Was he... singing?
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"He" stepped casually down the halls, footsteps tapping through the darkness as he continued forward, whistling a lullaby.
He held a small sword over his shoulder, casually walking past the halls that was riddled with corpses.
Everyone that he killed.
I had been tied up by him... suffering as he laughed and held me against my will, and I struggled to get out of the bindings and escaped...
Into these endless halls.
But that made him angry.
DON'T MAKE HIM ANGRY.
But it was too late.
His eyes glittered a bright red, shining black as the lights flickered on, but glowed red in the darkness when the lights blinked off.
I ran from him then, stomach twisting and throat swelling with cries.
But I would not make a sound.
I wouldn't.
I continued running, trying hard to ignore all the dead beings on the ground and finally made it to another hallway.
I quickly ran down it, screaming slightly when the lights suddenly shut off, and I was trapped into darkness.
All I could see was the small exit sign glowing in the black fog.
I followed it, gasping when I continued forward.
But the whistling burned through me, and I flipped around.
His red eyes glowed in the darkness, and only switched off when he blinked.
I breathed shallowly, watching the exit sign reflect off his blood-stained sword, and I quickly spun around and continued forward down the halls.
Run... must... run.
Must escape.
As I continued forward, holding my hands out to find the door.
But I slammed face-first into the wall, choking.
I stumbled backwards, regaining my strength in seconds to pat my hands against the wall, searching for the exit...
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