June 4, 2006

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                     A bit more time, that's all I needed. Water was leaking from above me, sirens were going off everywhere. I was back in the room, the one I told my parents I'd never go in again. Time was running out, I could hear slow, heavy footsteps from above me.

            The lights went on and off as I worked, my hands shivered, the water above me slowly stopped dripping onto my damp messy hair. "Hurry!", Jason whispered in my ear. My legs started to go numb. I looked down for a quick moment to see that the floor was slowly freezing under me.

          The loud stomps seemed to be coming closer, and closer, now on our floor. All I could hear then was the loud thump of my heartbeat, as me and Jason stopped to listen.

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