Death.

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Panic boiled out from my pores. I ran through the hallway; he was on my tail. I screamed - louder, louder; again, louder - but no one could hear me. No one.

No one cared. I was going to die, and no one cared.

I turned; his eerily smiling face was behind me. “There's nowhere you can go that I won't find you.”

Blood trailed the hallway. Thick. Dark. Red. My thoughts raced. I wasn't the only one. He was crazy. How did I get here? Couldn't even remember. Only one thought on my mind.

I was going to die.