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Literature
Damnabilor, Chapter 3
I can hear the footsteps, I can hear the voices, I can still hear the screams, pathetic, this is a trial of survival. These kids are not going to last long, I may of let emotions and the wish of survival cloud my vision not even five minutes ago, but now I must be sure to keep my eyes keen, and my wit sharp. I took a deep breath, I could still feel my heart threatening to jump out of my chest. The footsteps had ceased, voices all returned from whence they came, and the screams, well the screams I could hear still, in the distance. I focused, and thought, a key...a key a key a key...the stairs needed a key. Where would one hide a key, where would a sick psychopathic homicidal murderer hide the treasure to his own demise.
My thoughts were interrupted by more steps, god damn it do none of these people know how to think common fucking sense. The steady thunk, said they weren't even running. They deserve to be killed, its a waste of space to allow such a dim "SLAM!" No thrusting open doors,
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Literature
Damnabilor, Chapter 1
A flash of light burned into Vincents eyes, with effort he opened them. The moon met his gaze, casting its own radiance all over, waking him from his slumber. Slowly he sat up looking through the window, transfixed by the silver light, his expression is that of one who's past resides in this that he now very well is looking at. Although confusion grabbed hold of his mind, he knew that he was in the same situation he has been in oh so many times…but he couldn't remember anything, not even his name, but the name Vincent was the only thing that few through his conscious upon waking. Waking, he had not remembered sleeping; he had not a clue where he was.
On impulse did he turn, and was horrified at the scene behind him, a long hallway, and from here, littered against the floor ten or twenty one people laid unconscious. He took a step back, he could tell one thing was certain, these people are frightening, and they will be the death of me. Yet again, he knew that not to be the case, hi
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Literature
Damnabilor, Chapter 2
Death, something I had always wondered about, something I had always wished on my enemies, but now, that I saw it first hand, I'm not sure. I had looked up as soon the demon pounced upon Kelly, and to see a girl, I had known my entire life end in a second, I ran. I didn't know if I was screaming, for screams were echoing around me, the elevator was at the end of the hall, but even from here I could tell it was not working, the door was ripped off its hinges, and the cable was missing. Seemed as though this cruel joke as Ian put it was going to end in our funerals, I turned right and continued forward, immediately I knew I was going the wrong way, I glanced over my shoulder to see the door at the end of the other, the stairs were the opposite direction. I stumbled slightly, and looked forward to catch myself. Almost running into another guy, Jerry, from French, he was the quiet type, not really showing much attention anywhere but work, now he was pale and running for his life.
He turned
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