![]() ![]() ![]() To the idea and you might just make it through the afterlife. ![]() That’s the one rule of Hell, the strong take from the weak. Eventually they learn to attack the first person they seeĪnd, if they’re lucky, they’ll be able to kill that person. The same thing again, emerging from a new birthing sac in another part ![]() Very few people survive theirįirst hour, let alone their first night. Nothing I could do to defend myself when he started to eat me alive. He moved onto my limbs, stamping and tugging He answered by slamming a foot down on my face, breaking my jaw and Streaked down his mismatched leather clothes. Sky above boiled with storm clouds, illuminating my surroundings withĪ man walked over to me, his hair was matted with filth and the rain Medley of architecture ranging from the modern to the prehistoric. With a wet, ripping sound, I was dumped onto the muddyĬobbles of the street below, twisting my ankle as I landed.Ĭold rain blasted my naked body clean of the sac’s liquid, I triedĪnd failed to get to my feet. Panicked and choking on amniotic fluid, IĬlawed at the fleshy walls, fighting with all my terrified strength toįree myself. ![]()
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