You try to keep up hope as you tear down the hallway, but you know you waited too long. Your fear got the better of you and now... now you can hear them laughing as your galloping footsteps echo off of the cavernous tile walls around you.
Strafing is a hell of a lot harder than it looks and it only takes them three shots to hit you in the back. The blinding pain paralyzes you just long enough for them to get another shot on you, then another... then another...
You stare into the eyes of the little girl ducked under the table a couple of meters away. She covers her mouth in horror but she never tears her eyes away.
You died.
Respawn?
YOU ARE READING
The Rat in the Maze (Poofless-esque)
FanficYou know he doesn't love you - so it he worth taking a bullet for? A Poofless short story in the form of a choose-your-own-adventure book. While this is not my best work, it was very entertaining to make and I might do more projects in this format i...
