We are all pieces in a game, in which the final goal lies in fragments beyond the limits of the impossible. Coming soon.
As he ran through the halls, he could feel the eyes following his every step, his every turn.
His footsteps echoing throught the walls like thunder, giving away his location.
His heart thumping with enough strength to break through his chest.
All he had to do, was reach the room. The room would keep him safe, until he could explain why he carried it there.
Or would it?
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