Pilot

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The adrenaline in my bones is making me run faster than I could ever imagine.

I reach the rusted stairs that they dragged me through .I run down with all my might but I can hear the hurried footsteps and screams of anger behind me. Just as i reach the bottom of the stairs and think i'm away i see someone standing right in front of me and i feel a familiar grip around my wrists.....



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