Prologue

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" GET INSIDE THE FENCE!" I whip my head towards the sound and see the guards attempting to pull the mob of survivors back in as the gates slowly close. I know not to try to get out after all the time I've spent here. I knew you'd never make it. The doors shut whether you're in or not.

Even though I know it's impossible, the fear of being inside another night causes my legs to move before my mind. I take off in a sprint across the courtyard. I know I'll never make it, but I can't help but try. My are flying as I near the fence. Almost...almost...almost. The sound of the rapidly closing doors echos off the walls. I know I'd make it in time if I had a few seconds to spare. But I'm too late.

BOOM.

The doors slam shut, shaking the ground.

I'm trapped. Again.


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