II - Run, rabbit, run

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𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐨❜𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

Oh dear lord. How in the name of the signal tower is he so big? I won't even bother trying to find the answer, after all this world is distorted and mad. Brushing away the thoughts in my head, me and Six creep across the wooden floor, praying that we don't step on a loose floorboard. Up ahead I see a small door, just big enough for us to fit through. I gave Six a reluctant look and she got the message, push. Together, we push in harmony, easily pushing the door. I silently signed and relaxed my form. That was until the goddamn door snapped and the Hunter looked up. Shit. 

Without even thinking, we both chose flight and ran off without another word, hiding behind wooden boxes while the Hunter burst a larger door open, carrying a gun. I stared at Six with a frightened look in my eyes, even though I was wearing a thin paper bag that covered my face, I could tell Six knew. A loud noise followed by the many pieces of wood flying in the air told me that he had shot the box, I looked around running around while holding Six's hand to find another wooden box. Only for it to be shot, we repeated the process, multiple boxes being shot. Duck and weave. 

Eventually, we reach a more open spot with a small cave-like hole that me and Six could fit in. I slid in, Six following my moves and I heard the nearby noises of the Hunter reloading his gun. Feeling curious, I stick up my head to find the dark shadow of the Hunter looking over his surroundings while Six and I cower. I look back nervously, looking at Six, examining her form carefully. She has short, fluffy hair and is wearing a dull sweater. She looked up at me, confused, hearing me trying to hide a laugh, she frowned, giving me the 'seriously' face. How cute. Our short moment of bliss was short-lived as the Hunter's shadow walked away, granting us freedom to come out again.

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I'M SORRY THIS SO SHORT-

NO ONE HAS READ THIS STORY EXCEPT FOR ME. I'M HEARTBROKEN AHHHHHHHHHHH

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