Hordes of these Marauding Maniacs are chasing me through the Boston Transport on a snowy night.
These flesh eaters are attacking every living creature in sight.
Why is this happening? Did we do something to deserve
this world?
Run into a darken hallway...my boots step into this reddish purple sticky substance. I'm losing traction fast. Trip and Fall onto the ground. Now, I recognize this awful smell...it's blood mixed with Cerebrospinal Fuild (CSF).
I panic and have trouble regaining my footing. They are closing in... I must reach the stairs,
it might be way out to the surface...
Is this happening or all this MADNESS
just my dark mind playing tricks?
"Don't
get too close it's dark inside."
~Imagine
Dragons
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