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Thump, thump.

The footsteps following her sounded closer. She ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, her heart pounding with terror.

She turned a corner and stopped short.

A dead end.

No. She grit her teeth, her hands clenching at her sides in desperation.

She could hear the pounding behind her.

Thump, thump. Thump, thump.

How long did she have left? How long until it found her?

Thump, thump.

There was a door to either side of her, a window ahead. No door so far had been unlocked. No window so far had budged in its frame.

Thump, thump.

She tried the door to her left. The handle didn’t turn.

She shook the handle. She rammed the door. It didn’t so much as shake on its hinges.

Thump, thump.

She slammed her body against the door to her right, jerking the handle with all her paniked strength.

It stood indifferent to her.

Thump, thump.

The window. That was all she had left. Moonlight poured in through its dusty pane. A last halo of hope.

Thump, thump.

Trembling fingers pulled at the frame. She pulled and she pushed.

Thump, thump.

It slid open.
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