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The rotting smell of death awoke me from my slumber.
The walls still shown old blood and gray matter.
The ceiling was still just a little over my head.
As i walked the sounds of my footsteps echoed away into the distance.
The strange sound of metal hitting metal overtook the sounds of my steps.
I ran as fast as i could.
I circled around The cold gray walls of my cell.
The metallic noise seemed to get closer and closer with every second.
My veins seemed to feel cold from fear and then all was silent.
I put one hand over my mouth and another gently over my almost exploding chest.
The noise disappeared and i decided to take a step.
The step was the last one i remember ever taking because in that instant the walls collapsed.
I stumbled onto a floor with an eerie blood red.
As i looked around only scythe-like fingers were visible.
The owner of these hands laughed and laughed and when he came out of that darkness i knew that my future would become gray matter......