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5

I raced toward the door. The chains clattered with each step.

The door was right there. Blinding white light poured out of it. Freedom illuminated the pitch black room. That cursed counter hung above the doorway.

4

My breath caught in my throat. Everything felt raw and burned. I was gasping.

I stumbled, but forced myself forward. I couldn't slow down. Not again.

3

I was so close. Oh god, I was so close. The chains clattered behind me. I was almost free of these goddamned chains. I was almost free.

2

I tried to keep my speed, but I couldn't keep from slowing down. Every cut, bruise, and broken bone was catching up to me.

But I had to make it. I had to.

1

"No!" The counter hit zero. The chains snapped around me and I fell hard.

The door slammed shut, plunging the into the darkness of captivity.

"Are you ready for another round?" His voice was deceptively gentle. The cursed counter faded into the black as the chains pulled me back.

I screamed as his claws began to shred my back once again.

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