𝐅.𝐖 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒!

𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄!

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❝𝐈 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄.❞
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃. Y/N's feet were blue from the cold that crept upon them. She walked across the large room of the laboratory, her recently sheared hair hanging around her shoulders. Her eyes looked up to the large tank, as she made her way up the stairs.

Abandoned, abused and scarred from our once rightful place in society.

His words rung in her head, the ones said before he was dragged from the room and into the tank. A tank of death. She took a deep breath. It's just water.

She stepped onto the metal stand, a helmet was placed over her head and she was lowered into the abyss of salty darkness. Slowly but surely, darkness started to engulf her, and before she knew it, she was in a void of darkness.

She turned around. A squelching noise echoed around the void, coming from the creature that was bent over something. Cautiously, she stepped through the water and towards it. Her heart was hammering, stomach reeling. It turned around. It towered over 6 foot, a humanoid, toothy-headed, slimy monster. It claws stretched out and it's roar was undeniable. Her plan had worked. She was scared. And all she could do was scream. She screamed, because her life did depend on it, blood pounding in her ears. She couldn't think. Tears streamed down her face and she was back in the tank. She eventually was hoisted back up and as soon as the helmet was pulled off her head, she ran. The wall behind was crumbling and tearing, more and more and she shrieked whilst running. She scrambled down the stairs, wiping the blood from her nose on the back of her hand. She ran like she never had before, down the stairs of around 5 floors. The workers were catching up and she had no choice but to leap out of window. She was exhausted as it was, her limbs felt like jelly and her head pounding. She couldn't lose this. She landed with a thump from 1 storey up, the grass a little soft. Scrambling, running and crying. A pipe caught her eye, and before crawling into it, she cocked her head and pushed the tailing workers to the floor. She squeezed into the pipe and crawled as fast as she could. 

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The rain hammered against the window of Mike Wheelers empty basement, containing only a variety of discarded candy packets, leftover stale popcorn, scattered papers and pencils. Miles further form the Wheeler basement was a trio of teenagers; Mike, Lucas and Max. They were trudging through the soaked and muddy leaves, in the middle of the woods; the dark dawned on them like the monster that had recently been released into the world.

"I don't think is a good idea Mike..." Max said.

Mike ventured further, speeding up his walking with his long strides. His jumper and jacket were soaked, his jeans damp and his trainers sodden. He shined the torch back at the others.