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inside killer.
i boarded a grey scale train with two transfers. i exited into a darkened hospital where an evil doctor practiced. then i fell into the ceiling in omniscience, unable to reach out. a little girl went in for a simple check up, the doctor called deborah stole the child away from her mother. in a distanced room, a strange machine layed in wait, forcefully the wicked woman dragged the kid toward the machine and shoved her head into the device. there was no escape as the woman slammed the top down over the girls head into a death lock. in panic, the child whimpered in vain as no one was there that could save her. deborah turned on the machine, radiation flashed blindingly into the girls face. uncomfortably and painfully raw, the girl endured the relentless atrocity as the woman watched in cold blood. fade out. the doctor is not alone in her cruelty. there is a whole association hidden in the shadows. the hospital becomes a maze, room after room to a room in a room, a gang of young men boasted of their murders with eyes pitch black. sickened, i tried to get away, took the train back into a city and fled into a bakery cafe. night fell all too quickly, i left the shoppe and headed down towards a long flight of stairs along side of a building. the men from before prowled close by. one man, whose face was painted white and had sinister black stitches around the eyes and mouth found someone to torment. he pushed this person down the 50 concrete steps, at the bottom the body was broken and unmoving. the savage inhuman man jumped onto the lifeless body and bit into the entrails, his mouth was bloodied and his face more terrifying than anything id ever seen. in a frenzy, he attacked one of his own members and ripped his throat out with his teeth. i gasped, and instinctively, the beast looked up at me crazed. i started to sprint dodging trees and running on high ledges, the demon of a man was just behind me. i fell off the ledge onto crunching leaves, and i knew it was my last moment so i shut my eyes tightly. the unexpected silence opened up my eyes once more. in front of me was another man who wore pure white clothes lined with black, his sword was impaled in the brutal man. his eyes were tinted with honor, and he whispered roughly, "i can't stand your kind." a decapitated corpse dropped to my feet. i wasn't saved.
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