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Gathering his purple cloak around him and fastening his satchel securely to his belt, Tomas ran. With a stumbling urgency he continued to run through the heavy brush, around giant trees, and over frightened mutated animals. His head was now spinning, he was running a high fever, and his heart was pounding loudly as his hand continued to swell from the poisonous sting. Tomas was hallucinating badly, and he was tired.....so tired. Bad turned to worse as Tomas began to fall. He stumbled, tumbled, and bumped as he fell and just kept falling. The darkness and fear overcame him, and Tomas waited for the end.
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