A Collection of Short Stories: Red - How to remove Death Flags
I found myself cornered at a special gallery walk. At the end of it were two corridors, one a blank white end and the other the exit.As I hurriedly ran towards the obvious way, the sound of a reloading handgun echoed.Beads of sweat dripped down my forehead and I narrowly swerved the corner and hide out behind the corner. It was hide or die.The murderer was playing around with the weapon. A death flag was already in my sight.It was already over the moment it began.As I sneakily looked towards the front, the shadow grew longer and closer. I tried to make a counter ambush.Then I got tapped on my shoulder, my forehead came into full contact with the handgun. I never remembered what came next, except an excruciating scream and a continuation of time skipped. I was killed by myself. Mission success.
Introduction:
I found myself cornered at a special gallery walk. At the end of it were two corridors, one a blank white end and the other the exit.As I hurriedly ran towards the obvious way, the sound of a reloading handgun echoed.Beads of sweat dripped down my forehead and I narrowly swerved the corner and hide out behind the corner. It was hide or die.The murderer was playing around with the weapon. A death flag was already in my sight.It was already over the moment it began.As I sneakily looked towards the front, the shadow grew longer and closer. I tried to make a counter ambush.Then I got tapped on my shoulder, my forehead came into full contact with the handgun. I never remembered what came next, except an excruciating scream and a continuation of time skipped. I was killed by myself. Mission success....
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