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We were running through the tunnel, flying over the rusty tracks in the darkness, out of the leviathanic cage, fleeing for our lives and pursuing The Unwavering Light at the end. We could hear the snakes slithering and crawling and stalking up the brick walls of the tunnel, hissing in undead tongues, whispering to look to the right or to the left, anywhere but straight ahead. Anywhere but straight ahead.
Have faith, let’s go, run hurry.
But the one beside me let his eyes slip, and he looked death in the eyes, and soon enough his feet were slipping too.
We ripped him from the tracks and kept going, closer and closer to The Light at the end of the tunnel, running with The Light right beside us all that time.
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