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You're running through the woods. Not sure where you're going. All you know is something is chasing you.

You suddenly hear a long low howl, somewhere off to your right; you swerve left trying to avoid the best.

You look behind you, you see midnight blue eyes glare at you from beneath the undergrowth. You put on a burst of speed you didn't know you had.

You're suddenly crushed to the ground, you scream and thrash, but the thing on top of you is too heavy. You feel an agonizing pain in your neck. It had bitten you! Your struggles are getting weaker and weaker, but you still put up a fight, even though you can feel blood pouring down your throat.

You no longer have the energy to fight anymore, your world is getting dimmer and dimmer. Finally everything goes black.

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