Your chest burned as you lay there.
{Where?}
It moved up in a sharp, shaky series of motions.
{Or was it actually going down?}
Slowly.
Slowly.
Slowly.
It stops.
{What is "it"?}
Everything is pitch black.
{Open your eyes.}
There's a blinding light. It burns your eyes.
{Close them! Close them!}
The doors slowly creek open.
"The sacrifices have arrived on the interview floor."
{Are you a sacrifice?
Or are you the one to kill them?}
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