Three days until the party.
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"He left without you."
"He knows you hate it here."
"You are right beside the exit. If you run, you can make it."
"Hurry, run toward the exit."
Sam got up, his face stained in tears and ran towards the hall.
"NO! Don't you remember what you saw? The exit is the other way! Hurry and leave."
Sam ran the other way.
He stood, petrified at what awaited him.
The bear seamed almost seven feet high, but that must've been a mistake. It's gold-like fur shining, blue eyes staring menially.
"It's too late. Hurry the other way and fine someone who will help! You know what will happen if he catches you!"
Sam ran to the opposite hall.
"You can find help if you can get past them. You have to be strong."
Sam gulped as new tears flowed, his shirt stained to a damp-like state.
No.
Even I could tell he couldn't make it.
Sam ran back.
No.
Sam, please, don't.
Turn back, get help.
But my efforts were all in vain.
Sam's eyes widened in fright as he saw a middle-aged man putting a SpringBonnie head on a younger male.
Stuffing him in.
The doors shut again as Sam ran back the way he came, the way he was supposed to go.
But when he got there, it was too late.
Tomarrow is another day.
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