Go Them Back

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I'm running. I have to keep going. I can't stop running. I can't start to think. I need to go. Run. And never look back. Everywhere is chaos. The once organized hallways appear like a tornado has swept through, demolishing everything that once was. Bodies litter the foor, some dead, some unconscious. Blood is everywhere. But I run. IN I don't get out, everything is or nothing. Hothing can stop me now.