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Sweat streamed out of every pore and I started seeing spots before I finally got the door open. Glancing behind me the suits were nowhere in sight, I slowly followed the claw marks up the walls only to find them crawling all over the walls and ceiling moving towards me. The scene looked like it came right out of a horror movie. I rushed out the door and slammed it shut just as they all lashed their arms out and stabbed their hands through the door before reluctantly pulling back. I was terrified they'd open it until I realized they couldn't because their finger-knifes would turn the doorknob into confetti... Unless they reshaped them back to normal. Turning to the street I was grabbed by the throat and slammed into the door sending splinters into the back of my head.The sudden attack had enough force that it should have knocked me out but merely dazed me. I felt the gun ripped out of my hand with ease before being thrown aside. Blood slowly flowed down my neck. Again with the blood, give me a break. Refocusing my eyes I looked up to see Brad smirking down on me. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a red bladed dagger with jagged edges pointing to the hilt. "Again with the blades and making me bleed. Honestly, don't you freaks have anything better? The knifes are getting kinda old." I sighed with a dry laugh.