The smell of urine and dirt assaulted my nose, as I ran through the dark, cluttered hallway with my hands still cuffed behind my back. It made it difficult to support my balance, as his heavy footfalls echoed in pursuit and rats scurried before me. I questioned, as I followed the small stampede, if they were leading the way to my escape or were they in cahoots with my captor? Yet, I pursued as if I could hear the pied piper's song. I smiled as hope sprang anew when the dawn of my escape came into view, but just as the horizon of my freedom crest; it was closed shut, placing me back in the darkness of my abductor's strong grip.
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