A shitty death

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It was cold, as we walked deeper and deeper into the cave. Our fingers ached from the climb yet we continued to move forward.

Somewhere in the distance a growl could be heard.

"They're  coming," Emma screamed.

"Run!" a voice shouted. Soon, I realized the sound had erupted from within me.

I grabbed my sack from the rubble before running deeper, into the very heart of the cave.

We knew what we were getting ourselves into the second Daniel had asked us to join him. But even so, none of us had backed out.

Daniel and I ran side by side. I noticed hand movement from my peripheral vision. Daniel pulled out a stone from his pocket, illuminating the air before us.

"I can't..." Emma panted, as she halted to a stop.

My heart clenched. I knew there was no turning back now. I ran.

The growling got louder, bouncing off the walls of the cave. Emma's shriek pierced the air.She has pooped herself. She hadn't even been eaten yet but, she pooped herself. She felted the warmth of her feces in her pants. It made her panic,which made her poop even more.

Then she got gobbled up by the monster. I was probably terrified. It was my first encounter with It. I don't remember any specifics about her death. Just the sound of bone crunching and her shitty death.

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