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My face is wet... I wake up and water is dripping down onto my face. I open my eyes and look up, but I can't see the ceiling. I turn my head and look around. I'm laying on a large flat rock, in the middle of a tunnel. The ground is covered in large boulders, that cover up what used to be the origonal floor. I look behind me, and the tunnel dips down a little, but that way is blocked off by more large rocks. I sit up on and look ahead of me. There's something on the floor? I pick it up, and it's long and narrow, and has two holes at the end. I keep feeling around it in the darkness, and finnally, I find that it's a gun. I feel around the floor and find 3 shotgun shells, and load them into the gun, then I stand up for the first time in this dark place.
I stand on the rock I had been sitting on, and try looking around. The light is dim, and from what I can tell, it almost looks like a subway tunnel. But the place is old, and most of the ceiling has collapsed. I Hold the gun and take a few steps forward. I don't know how long I was sleeping... and now that I think about it, I don't know why I'm here. I loose my footing a few times on the rocks littered about on the floor. I reach the end of the tunnel and look to my left, then to my right. There's noise coming from the right, and I can see a doorway with light shining out from it, and music too! Then I hear something ro the left, rocks sliding across the floor. I look over and see two men comming from around the corner. One of them points to me and shouts, and comes running at me. He's carrying something, it looks like a pipe, and he keeps coming close, then strikes me in the head. I fumble and fall backwards. My head feels like it's splitting in half, and for all I know it could have. I pull up the gun and fire, straight into his chest. He falls backwards, but he doesn't get up. The other man comse rushing at me, and he's got a golf club in his hands. I fire another shot before he reaches me, but I miss. I only have one shell left and I load it into the gun. Just as he pulls back the club, I finish reloading the weapon, and fire into his face. He falls back and lays cumpled next to the other man. The gun is empty now, as useless as the bodies on the floor. I hold onto it anyways, like a safety blanket in this dark damp enviroment. I reach down and pick up the golf club out of the dead man's hand. Then, I turn around and start for the light coming out of the door in the other corredor...