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*It was bloody. The walls were coated in blood and the floor? Blood. The alarms were set off and that’s all he could hear as he ran through the hallways to find a place to hide and look for his girlfriend who had been captured earlier before. His heart beat and his mind raced. What if he was next?**Well it wasn’t too hard to tell. There was blood on Oliver’s shirt and he could hear you’s soft footsteps coming closer from down the hallway. Why was he so obsessed? Why couldn’t he just let go? Oliver was unsure of how to answer his own question. Why was he even worrying about a stupid question? It was a life or death situation.*
“Ollie! Where are you hiding? I promise I won’t hurt you, I just want your love!” *you’s voice said, echoing through the siren flaring hallways. Oliver’s stomach churned as he heard the bone crunches of his now deceased classmates as he stepped on them while he ran. He kept his mouth shut, not wanting to give away his location.*
“Oliver Evans. Where the *fuck* are you?” *you’s voice was heard but it sounded more pissed off, his footsteps growing heavier as if he was running now. Oliver kept running as he searched through every door until he found his girlfriend, Juliana, tied up in the computer room.* “Babe, babe! Don’t worry, I’ll get you out of here.”
*Oliver said as he desperately tried to release the ropes but got no luck. He was getting scared and his heart dropped once he heard the computer room door open, turning around the face you.*
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