A Toxic Romance

You Walk Alone

(Ooh, Risky Move…)

The idea of waiting in this shit hole was actually so stupidly repugnant that doing it never once crossed my mind.

There’s no way I’m waiting around in here for Nightmare to find me. Going out in the open alone might not be the best plan, but it’s better than standing still and waiting to potentially get gutted.

Nodding once to myself, I quickly leave the foul room and immediately turn right, heading down the corridor until I found myself standing in a slightly more occupied part of the airport.

Lord this airport is huge. I wonder how many floors there are. Hmm, let’s have a look at where I am, hopefully there’s something here that can help me last until my plane arrives.

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