The Running Games
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Ongoing7m
Last published Sat, May 16, 2015
I woke in a pitch black space. Cold sweat dripping down my back. An awful pounding in my head. My breath inhaling and exhaling in short and frantic pants. I blinked hard a few times, but every time I felt my eyes open, I still saw nothing, but darkness.
I was so lost.
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