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They walked single-file through the winding underground passage, following the flickering flashlight.
A child whispered worriedly, "Are you sure they won't find us down here?"
"They don't know the caves like we do," his mother reassured him. "They could walk in circles for years without finding us."
The child relaxed. Then he wrinkled his nose. "What's that smell?"
He coughed. Hot liquid surged into his mouth. He spat blood.
Behind and in front of him, people started coughing. Then they started falling.
The enemy didn't need to find them down here. The enemy's poison gas had found them easily enough.
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Whumptober 2024
RandomA hundred-word story (yes, exactly one hundred words) for every day in October. Written for Whumptober: https://whumptober.tumblr.com/
