Snippet #1751125

I must of ran for half a mile before i heard someone running at me from in front of me. Then I hear it, as loud as day "Humans! A human has finnaly come here!". An An actual voice! An actual human voice! I think as the sounds of his foot steps get closer. I am beyond tired, be it the inhumanly amount of blood I lost or the fact that i have been running since i woke up in this hell.

After about a moment or two i could see him, it was actually a real human and I cheered and yelled as loud as I could. "HEEEEY!" At last another human. I ran towards him, my blade of glass in one hand, my other covered in blood from pressing on my wound but I have figured out that im not going to die anytime soon even if I don't stop bleeding. I stop right in front of him and begin to ask him questions. "Do you know how we got here?" I already knew the answer but it was worth asking anyway. "Are you the one that killed that... thing back there? Is there anybody else with you?" The blood is still dripping from my shoulder. "So this isn't my own personal hell after all. Were you heading for those lights that came from the south?"