Tik Tok. (Mind you, this is a WIP)
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Tik. Chad continued to run as fast as he could. Tok. He was running, running out of time. Tik. It was far too close. Tok. The clanking sounds that came with its movement grew ever louder. He reached out in the darkness of the corridor and felt only the cold, stone bricks. He was trapped there, in this God-forsaken labyrinth concocted only to confuse, disorientate, and drive completely mad, anyone who set foot inside. Tik. Tok. Tik. Tok.