Cross grimaced as your ever growing pool of blood seeped into his shoes, using a foot to roll over your corpse. "Ugh. Why do they always make such a mess." He sneered, slipping his dagger back into his suit sleeve.
"Soldiers! Get over here! Get this mess cleaned up and take this garbage to the incinerator. And call the dry cleaners, I need to get this cleaned ASAP!"
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Thrill of the Chase (Escape from Furnace fanfic)
FanficWarden Cross, the dictator of Furnace Penitentiary, is chasing you down the red halls of the prison. How long will you last till he catches up with you? Spoiler: It won't be long. Graphic imagery warning. Vomit mention.
