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Cannibal Moonby Mec.
Rahsirdasheddown the muddy road ahead of him.His vision was blurry with fatigue,his knees weak,and his mind in a cluster."How the hell am I going to get outta this!?" he thought to himself,he could still here his pursuers shouts and screams.He coudn't understand them,but he knew they were shouting some thing like "Kill him!" or "You will die!"
He came to a shack at the end of the road.He tryed to look through the foggy windows of the cabin,but to no avail.He could hear his pursuers coming closer.He rammed the door with his shoulder and quickly shut it back.He looked for anything to barricade the door with."Yes!" he exclaimed as he saw a very old fashioned dresser directly adjacent to the door.He hurriedly pushed it in front of the door and crouched down inside of a dark corner.
He began to calm down,he slumped in the corner and looked at the door.He slowly crept toward it and pressed his ear against the cold,rough wood.He could hear their conversation.They sounded confused,it seemed they didn't know he was inside the cabin."Good..." he sighed as he slumped back down into the corner.Rahsir was a 6'2,African American male,he wore his hair in dreadlocks and his attireconsisted of a black t-shirt,urban camo pants,and a combat jacket.He was apart of S.T.A.R.S's Alpha team,and he,along with other skilled individuals,were sent here to retrieve and destroy the a new virus more powerful than other's before.However,things have made a turn for the worst....as always.
Then all of a sudden he heard creaking noises coming from the stairs."You can't be fuckin' serious..." he whispered frustatingly.He got up quickly and positioned himself on the wall near the stairs.The creaking became louder,his foe was drawing near.He drew his combat knife and prepared for the worst.As soon as the unknown target's feet hit the last step,helungedaround the corner,and quickly gripped the victim around the neck.He held the knife to his victim's throat and said "Don't move."
The victim was a middle age man,aroundhis mid-forty's.He sneered at Rahsir and began to spout various curses from his mouth."Listen you Spanish-fuck,shut up now or I'll slice your god damned head off!" Rahsir said angrily.Suddenly,the man broke free from his grip and begin to strangle Rahsir."How did this guy get so strong!?" Rahsir thought gasping for breath.Then,out of instinct,he fimly planted a hard kick in the man's chest.The man flew about 10 feet away,but quickly got back to his feet.He then began shoutingsomething.Shortly there after he began to here furious pounding on the door.Rahsir shot the man a furious glare and charged at him.He then plunged the knife into the man's heart.
The man stumbled backwards and looked at Rahsir.Rahsir then took out his pistol and aimed at the man's head,the man then charged at him.Three shots rang out....
To be continued.