You stumble through the pitch-black forest, feeling the trees to find your way. You look ahead as a flash of lightning brightens up the surrounding area. The rain begins to pour around you as another strike of lightning slams into the ground meters infront of you throwing you down onto your back. When you open your eyes, the man you were running from reveals himself... JOHN CREED "Well. You done running?" He asks, unsheathing his infamous sword from his side, placing the point on your chest...
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