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The smell of rot singes Sherry's nostrils. The horrible, depraved smell of something evil. It slinks across the floor towards her, the folds of its rotting flesh squelching against the metal as it hunts for her. Sherry feels beads of sweat roll down her forehead onto her gloved hand that conceals her rushed breaths.
"Sherry."
It calls to her. Multiple distorted voices reach out to her in an effort to bait her out, catch her stumbling from her hiding spot and make her one of them. Blood drips down her side and sticks to her clothes, small drips falling into the abyss below the metal floor.
The sound of rotting flesh grows louder, the sound of hell creeps ever closer. Sherry can hear the crack of bones as its arm raises to take a swipe at her. Silently, she prays to whatever god is out there that Jake is spared from whatever comes next.
The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately sick; who can understand it?
turn back now, or face the evil within.