Beginning
Part 2
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The sound of footsteps echoed through the sewer system. Rats scurried out of the way as a boy jumped and ran through puddles of dirty water. The only sound was his harsh breath, pounding of bare feet and rushing water. Rushing water that shouldn't be anywhere above the lip of steam.
He looked back in desperate despair and saw a wall of brown following him. A yelp escaped his trembling lips and he tried to run even fast. He had never been very fast, nor was he very strong. He would never be able to outrun the mini tsunami that was following him.
There were several twists and curves up ahead. If he went straight ahead, he would run into the main drain, and he had no doubt that that place would be the worse damaged. The left tunnel ran under the red light district, but it was full or rats, and with the way that they were running towards the tunnel, he would never be able to get through.
That left the right tunnel, which went under a rather big house in the middle of town. He didn't know who it belonged to and he had never tried. The last time that he had tried to talk to someone who was from the area above the right tunnel, he had bleed for weeks. He could still remember being beaten down and stomped on even as he tried to run away. His left hand had been broken, but it had already healed.
So lost in his own thoughts, he didn't notice that the water had reached his ankles. He stumbled and ran as fast as he could for the tunnel, which was still a good twenty feet away. Taking the turn shape, his forehead ran into the edge of the tunnel wall. With a pained cry, he fell back into the water, stunned.
Trying to recover quickly, he stood up and searched for the ladder to the surface. If was at the end of the tunnel.
"Shit!" the venom filled curse rang through the air and he made a dash for the ladder. He didn't' get there in time. The water swept him up off his feet and threw him against the wall.
What was that? Oh, it was my head. Oops, my bad.
Then everything blacked out.