GAME OVER.


You have a whip, and you've used it too. But then you sense the ferocity of the upcoming beasts so you decide to run... run for your life! You try frantically to break down the door. 

It wasn't 4-5 dogs that were coming up. It was a single, savage cerberus with 3 hungry heads and blood red eyes that leaped into the room. Seeing those intense, bloody eyes, you freeze in your spot. It twitches at every slight move you make. You can feel its hot breath on you. It growls when it sees your whip.  It's teeth are the size of your hands. Your only option is to run.

I am hungry. You think you can out run me?

With all your force, you break down the door and break into the fastest sprint of your life. You can feel your body going into overdrive. But it easily catches up to you and rips off your arm. Then it headbutts you and you fall on the ground. It towers over you, saliva dripping into your face, and then begins to rip at your limbs and tear you to shreds. You made a good meal for it.

It's a dead end. Go back and try to fight the upcoming beast without running. You never know if something easier could come up.

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