Run out the door.
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"Stop that cunt!" You can hear him calling out as you flung open the door and fled. For some reason, the middle-aged woman at the receptionist desk didn't react to his call. | "Stop that cunt!" You can hear him calling out as you flung open the door and fled. For some reason, the middle-aged woman at the receptionist desk didn't react to his call. | ||
| - | You turned around briefly to see him on the floor trying to pick himself up. The receptionist woman still acted as if nothing is happening. Something tells you that she has no | + | You turned around briefly to see him on the floor trying to pick himself up. The receptionist woman still acted as if nothing is happening. Something tells you that she has no intention of helping him. You take this opportunity to make a dash towards the exit. |
Up ahead, you see two burly men in security uniform sprinting toward you, their large bodies blockading the exit behind them. Crap, this is trouble. If you get past them, you can get out of the building. But can you do it? | Up ahead, you see two burly men in security uniform sprinting toward you, their large bodies blockading the exit behind them. Crap, this is trouble. If you get past them, you can get out of the building. But can you do it? | ||
Current revision as of 02:28, 6 November 2017
"Stop that cunt!" You can hear him calling out as you flung open the door and fled. For some reason, the middle-aged woman at the receptionist desk didn't react to his call.
You turned around briefly to see him on the floor trying to pick himself up. The receptionist woman still acted as if nothing is happening. Something tells you that she has no intention of helping him. You take this opportunity to make a dash towards the exit.
Up ahead, you see two burly men in security uniform sprinting toward you, their large bodies blockading the exit behind them. Crap, this is trouble. If you get past them, you can get out of the building. But can you do it?
