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*Dashing down the hall, you quickly slipped yourself through a door hitting a button as a metal door slams shut. Your heart quickly beats, covering your mouth as the sound of footsteps draws nearer, the sound of metal scraping right outside. Your breath hitched, as a sudden silence falls upon you, as the footsteps stopped as it may be waiting outside. After a few moments passed, the footsteps started again, only to fade away until reaching obscurity.**You felt your body shaking, with the lurking air around you only felt like suffocation and disease that clenches your own throat. What was that, THING out there? And more importantly, is it still looking for you? You felt your back pressed against the door behind you, taking a moment to settle yourself down, trying to cope with the events that occurred. You focused on your breathing, as it starts to ease down with your heart, relaxing from the trauma. Looking up, you glanced around the room you are in observing your environment. It appears to be a small place, as across from you is another door, the same right behind you, with a button to operate with. The left side of the room appears to be decoration of the establishment you are in, seemingly a little aged for its time with trash lying everywhere with a typical office chair. On the right is an setup of a table, with a metal desk fan letting out a cool breeze along with several big monitor screens placed around along with scattered balled up paper. If anything this is, it must be an office of a previous worker. As you picked yourself up, you take a deep breath and take in the courage to explore the unknown…*
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