Chapter 8: Rival to Victim (Short Chapter)

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(Trophy's POV)

I start walking to the North tunnel and enter it. After parting with them, it feels lonely. I want to be the one to find the exit. I won't stop. I won't give up. Even if my legs hurt, I'll continue on. Even if anything hurts, I'll keep going. I will keep this promise. This is determination.

I keep walking forward and see a small room. I have the urge to enter it. Though its only source of light is a small campfire, I still want to check it out. It'll be fast and easy. I just need to find hints.

I find a note. This might contain something about the exit. I read it.

"Hello to whoever is reading this. You're lucky to find this, but the feeling of dread shall be cast upon you at the end of this letter. If you don't get it, oh, you sweet summer child. So naive."

Should I skip to the end? Hm. No. I'll keep reading. It might be important. Naive? I hope not. But dread..?

"I'm writing this letter as I am stuck here. The boulder covered from where I entered. There is an exit here that will be sealed up after I die. I can easily get out, but I choose not to. It is an easy escape. I'm writing this note to whoever is reading this. You can easily find the exit by following my rules. Look up."

I look up. There's nothing. There is still more to the letter so I keep reading.

"Stand up. Go one step forward."

I follow the instructions. I hear a click. I see a huge hammer descend and hit my left eye. I feel a surging pain and hear something hit the ground. Blood is splattered everywhere. I hear footsteps from behind me and I start to hear ringing. A powerful force hits the back of my head.

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