The corridor look like
a barrel of a gun, cold empty and dark, her sweat dripping all over her quivering
lip. The rope on her wrist tangled like a snake on a branch, with her fingertip
intertwined she struggled free. As she
bolted to the door she could see the man approaching, the alarm had been set
off. As she reached the door, she could hear the words “simulation terminated”
repeated again and again. Then with a shock she woke up with the alarm
“simulation terminated” ringing all around her
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