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In an all to familiar scene, a boy in his teenage years sprinted through the forest, the rain pelting at his body, and the thunder lighting his way. Gracefully, he weaved through the three, narrowly evading the enormous German Shepherds that had been released, solely to kill him. His blonde hair bounced with every stride he took, and his grey eyes nervously surveyed the path he was taking.
Lost in his thoughts of escape, he failed to register the large canine that had launched itself behind him, biting onto his neck, with just enough force to keep him on the ground.
Minutes went by. Then hours.
Why wasn't the dog trying to kill him?
Canine units were trained to murder their targets, with one swift bite to the neck.
Finally, he got his answer, as footsteps reached his ears.
"Mathew....Sho....Marshalls."
The voice began to cackle.
"You thought you'd get away alive.
ThAt'S sO cUtE."
COMING SOON