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Every sense is overwhelmed.

The heavy stench of a fresh corpse hung in the air.
A bitter sweet fluid soaking my teeth.
My flesh was drenched in the rapidly drying blood, and my clothes to match.
My head throbbed with white static, clouding my vision.

My head was empty, the only thing I recognized was dread of the dark figures that loomed in the corner of the room.
I stood over the bloodied and mangled blonde corpse, rusty pipe in hand.
Backing away slowly, my consciousness slowly flooded back into my mind. The crunch of broken glass under my shoes forced my gaze to the floor, where I found chunks of a broken mirror scattered around the concrete floor of the building.
Finding my gaze in a large reflective shard, I am taken aback by an unfamiliar mark on my neck.

A thing I've only seen in vivid nightmares.

A circle with two lines crossed through it.









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