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He drew short breaths into his chapped lips. Growling and hissing sounded behind the young character. Gasping and sputtering, he ran faster. His shoulder ached of pain from the bite he took, not to long ago.
'Come on, Come on.' He whispered slightly under his breath.
The boy's vision started to fill with black spots. He shook his head every now and then, but it wouldn't go away. Stinging pain rushed over him and dropped to his knees. His heavy breathing was drowned out by hissing. The boy shakily lifted his head. He gave in. The young character screamed in pain and despair as the monsters torn into him.
"Cut!"
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