Running through the market part of town, a song popped in my head, one I wish I had forgotten, with the song came a flash back at the worst time...

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"Run, rabbit, run, rabbit. Run. Run. Run." A female voice sang, as she walked slowly, running her hand along intricately decorated halls. "Run, rabbit, run, rabbit. Run. Run. Run." She repeated.

Hiding behind a giant vase, I was shaking, covering my mouth so I wouldn't scream. If I did, I would lose. And she didn't like it when we lost...

"There you are, little rabbit..." she says smiling..

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I'm ducking, dodging and weaving all at once, those lines on loop. Looking behind me, I see that they are right there. Gaining each moment. They're faster than the baker. So I go into a crowded area where I can escape with ease. Though they don't follow me, they stop. I lost them. They're gone. I'm ok. I think, standing in the middle of the crowd.

I walk to my alleyway. Grabbing an apple from my inventory, biting into it, sweetness fills my mouth. Leaning against the wall, still on edge from the experience. I lose myself in another flashback.

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I lost the game... So I'm being taken to a place I know well. I'm in a small room with a large crystal on a pedestal on the far end. I'm not even bothering to look up... I know what happens next.

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I'm torn from my flash beck with the pole of a trident pressed into my throat. Blocking my windpipe. They found me... I lost again. I think to myself. I'm screeching like a maniac. Black spots clouding my vision, growing more and more. The guards, still not speaking. I lash at them, scratching the one holding the trident's face badly. A pale figure drops down from the roof. But slowly everything becomes black.