Nivel 2, El pasillo de las tuberías

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Your so lucky you have your flashlights with you. This place is pitch dark, absolute no light besides your light. You've been walking
through this hall for what seems like hours, with no sign of ending. You want to sit down and take a break, but who knows what could be lurking around these parts(🤠). It's better you stick to what your doing right now or you'll end up like a Costco sample. It's so quiet, you can only hear your footsteps. And then something else. You stop walking for a second to catch your breath. But the sound of footsteps don't stop. "What the-" you think to your self. So you walk 5 steps, then stop. But the sound doesn't stop. It's coming from behind you, and you hear it getting closer every second. You panic and start running like your life depends on it. Probably because it dose. But you fear the thing is faster then you, and can easily catch up to you. If so, it's not worth running. Spending your last few breaths running from death isn't a very smart choice. What do you do then? You don't want to die. But as the footsteps get closer and closer, your fear the worst. From the darkness, a skinstealer appears. And before you can scream. It says:
"Wha-you good bro?"
"y-yo-how-y-you ca-can talk-k?" "Yea? And?" The skinstealer is unfazed by the fact that it can talk, you however, are. "p-please don't e-eat me" "ha, thats stupid, here, lemme help you up". The thing reaches its hand towards yours. You don't know if you can trust it, but it seems nice. You put you hand into theirs, and stand up. "thank you" you say without sounding nervous."your welcome". The two of you just stand there not knowing what to say. Until the skinstealer says: "look, I'm really sorry" "sorry for what?" you ask. It looks toward the ground, then at you. "please forgive me for this" "dude, what are you-". The skinstealer grabs your shoulders and looks you straight in the eyes. "what are you-" but before you can say another word, it's mouth opens wide, and the last thing you see are the tears of a traitor.

The End

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