Encounters.

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The night air was cold and brisk as it started to hit upon my face as I ran. It was getting darker ahead as I started to notice that the street lights were mostly blown out. Running I had finally hit the darkness and was submerged into it, but I had to keep moving. I move my glaze up towards the sky as I see that its is clear tonight, which means no rain. Suddenly I run into a street lamp post, busting my nose. I started to feel a warm flow of blood race down from my nose over my lips and down my chin. The pain was horrible looking around I try to see somewhere I can take some shelter and my gaze catches a near by building that looked abandoned and start heading over to it. Crossing the road to the house my vision started to blur as I was swiftly losing blood. Stumbling up the stairs I barely make it to the door and I slam it open to see that it wasn't really abandoned. There was about twenty, well dressed men in suits sitting around a table in the next room over. They notice that I had enter and drew their weapons as they enter the room that I was in. I looked frantivly around the room as I saw that I was surrounded. My blurred vision started to vorsen very quickly and I felt severely lightheaded as I felt my knees give out underneath me. Then all I could hear off outside the house was sirens of police cars searching, searching for me. Suddenly I felt the hardness of the wooden floor as I slammed over and saw nothing but black.

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