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CHAPTER 285: COLLAPSING ESCAPE
COLLAPSING ESCAPE
You move swiftly, each step calculated to avoid the creaky floorboards that threaten to betray your presence. The building sways with unsettling groans, the structure's instability palpable in the trembling walls. As you inch toward the exit door, your heartbeat echoes loudly in your ears, a constant reminder of how close disaster looms.
The mutant's frustrated roars reverberate from outside, still searching for a way to breach the building's defenses. You realize you have only moments before either the mutant forces its way in or the building gives way entirely.
Reaching the door, you cautiously turn the knob, praying it isn't jammed. It swings open with a protesting creak, revealing a narrow hallway lined with flickering lights barely illuminating your path. Dust dances in the air, stirred by the draft from the open door, and you can almost taste the damp, decaying wood.
Suddenly, a loud crash resonates from above, sending a shower of plaster dust cascading around you. Your eyes dart upwards just as a significant portion of the ceiling begins to cave in. You have no choice but to dive through the doorway, landing awkwardly in the hallway but managing to avoid the falling debris.
The building shudders violently, a prelude to what feels like an inevitable collapse. As you regain your footing, your eyes lock onto the end of the hallway where an emergency exit sign glows faintly, promising sanctuary if you can reach it.
The mutant's frustrated roars reverberate from outside, still searching for a way to breach the building's defenses. You realize you have only moments before either the mutant forces its way in or the building gives way entirely.
Reaching the door, you cautiously turn the knob, praying it isn't jammed. It swings open with a protesting creak, revealing a narrow hallway lined with flickering lights barely illuminating your path. Dust dances in the air, stirred by the draft from the open door, and you can almost taste the damp, decaying wood.
Suddenly, a loud crash resonates from above, sending a shower of plaster dust cascading around you. Your eyes dart upwards just as a significant portion of the ceiling begins to cave in. You have no choice but to dive through the doorway, landing awkwardly in the hallway but managing to avoid the falling debris.
The building shudders violently, a prelude to what feels like an inevitable collapse. As you regain your footing, your eyes lock onto the end of the hallway where an emergency exit sign glows faintly, promising sanctuary if you can reach it.