[Jay only hesitates a moment before he bolts, only making it a few feet before he stumbles sideways against the wall. He can't stop. He's done this before. He's done this before, and he's made it out fine, and she'll--]
[He doesn't think about her.]
[Jay rounds a corner, flashlight swinging toward the darkness.]
[The figure with the blank face flickers closer. Closer.]
[It looks down at the creature tangled up, envenomated, and immobilized, follows the way it twitches, traces the way the metal wound around its bones sparks and hisses.]
[It should not be here.]
[He left her. He left her. He's a coward, a fucking coward, and he knows it because he knows he won't turn back. Instead, he stumbles onward as the tunnels twist and split in foreign configurations, running farther in each direction than Jay knows the property will allow. He strangles another coughing fit.]
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[He doesn't think about her.]
[Jay rounds a corner, flashlight swinging toward the darkness.]
[The figure with the blank face flickers closer. Closer.]
[It looks down at the creature tangled up, envenomated, and immobilized, follows the way it twitches, traces the way the metal wound around its bones sparks and hisses.]
[It should not be here.]
[He left her. He left her. He's a coward, a fucking coward, and he knows it because he knows he won't turn back. Instead, he stumbles onward as the tunnels twist and split in foreign configurations, running farther in each direction than Jay knows the property will allow. He strangles another coughing fit.]
[There are footsteps down the hall.]
[Jay turns the opposite direction and runs.]