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I'm running. I can't stop, and I'm not going to. I can't let them catch me, if I do..I'm dead.

I look back, but there's nothing but the dark woods I've running in. My foot gets caught in a tree root and I fall, my hands stopping my face from hitting the ground. I quickly scramble up and resume running.

An abandon house looms up into my field of vision, it's white walls are dark like if they have been burnt, and the lawn looks like it hasn't been cut in ages. Why am I here? To me it seems awfully familiar but my mind just can't place it.

Making my way up the cracked cement stairs that lead to front door I hesitate. Something tells me it's not a good idea. I ignore that annoying feeling and slowly turn the ice cold door knob, the door creeks open and a knife flies over to me and hits my stomach. I drop to the floor in pain, and the realization hits me. I've been trapped.

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