The alarm blared. Lights flickered. An experiment gone wrong. It was chasing me. I knew it was. I turned corners quickly and sloppily. I ran for the elevator. Open, open, open, open, open, open, open, open. The door opened. I stepped inside. Close, close, close, close, close, close, close, close. I watched the hallway. I hoped with everything I had that it wouldn't be there. The door closed. I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew I was safe. Or thought. And I also knew to always look everywhere. Especially up. Well, now I do. But that doesn't help me now. It was there. It got me.
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