You dive behind a pillar of boxes, breathing a little heavy you start counting the minutes in your head. Minutes fly by and you suddenly feel a cold chill, as if something is about to happen, something you don't want.... You look up and see Alan towering over you. "Well Well Well.." What he says next decides your fate...
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