Spooky Syndrome Standard
“Someone! Anyone! 5589 is attempting escape from the Hive! Someone- Grab him! NOW!”
Drone’s heart pounds in his chest, so hard that it hurts. He has to get out, and he has to do it right now, or he never will. He’ll never see the sunlight again, not with his own eyes. The thought terrifies him. As his panic only gets stronger the closer he hears wings and paws behind him, Drone has to force himself to stable his breathing- his lungs burn for air, and his nostrils burn from his hyperventilating. He yearns to open his mouth, to feel the air hitting the roof of his jaws- but he never will. But that’s okay. It’s a fate better than being caught. As long as he keeps running... he might just be okay...
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