You take off running down the sidewalk, one of those things chasing you out of the abandoned store, "gotta find a place to hide...gotta find a.." you spot an alleyway with some rubble in it that would make the best escape spot. You make it in the alleyway and pot a hole in some rubble that was deep enough and small enough for you to hide in.
"Never doing that again" you say to yourself as you crawl into the hole, as soon as you make it to the back of your 'cave' you heard footstep or rather the sounds of animal hunting for you outside.
You hug your knees close to your chest, normally you aren't this fearful, but these furry creatures put a change to that, you look around and spot a piece of rebar which you grab to use as a makeshift weapon if 'they' found you.
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