The cancer had had it's way with his bones. He was battered, broken and down for the count.

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[quote][i]The woman urged him to put his gasmask back on. The man could not gather a full breath to utter a word of resistance. He accumulated his last remaining strength, keeping a firm enough grip over this last magazine -- but he knew soon his gathered forces would not be enough.
What he also had known was that this moment would have came sooner or later. He had avoided it, hoping it would come later, but alas, the once strong-willed man could not even stand up straight. Let alone get the girl safely past the next two stations. This final quest, this last masquerade, was a metaphor for the man's past two months. A great escape. From the cancer eating away at his body. From the men chasing him. He needed this, to prove to himself that he could. But he couldn't.
The magazine dropped to the ground. The woman again urged him to put on his mask.
"The air is not safe to breathe! You must put this on! Please!"
He could not fulfill the agreement. He was the cheapest hire on the last station, that's why she had picked him. Not because he looked to have the strength or best ways around the dark underground. Quite the opposite, the man's face was battered from the insomnia and the pain. It didn't bother him. He wasn't in it for the money.
He stared her dead in the eyes. Her eyes were typical blue.
"You can't do this! Put the gasmask on! I beg you!"
The panic in her voice amused him. Not in a cynical way, but in the sense that she did not realize that the air was the least of his problems. He refused the gasmask again with a grunt. It hurt his chest immensely.
"Do you not realize that I paid you for your services? I can't make it out here alone! You fool!"
He realized, and thought "stop screaming you hag, you're attracting the freaks."
Every breath could be his last. He wanted it to be pure, unfiltered at least.
One deep breath. One cough. Exhale.
The woman was alone.
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[img]http://dl.dropbox.com/u/64248844/cancer.jpg[/img]

[Exorade]

The Swede prevails.

[Bubz]

if only fucking half-dead would stop being a pansy and do what bubz tell him to do

[XUZUL]

Now all we need is to comprehend his reasons.

[Joazzz]

so fucking ~deeeeeeeeeeee[I]eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepp.....[/I]

damn cool lighting and scene overall though

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thanks guys. i am nominated for a nobel prize in literature so let's hope i win.

[Crazy Knife]

tldr, you're nominated for the nobel prize in tldr

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zerax is hertbrokn

[Bubz]

replenish yourself with modeselektor while shooting the acid from the nose of the top of a tree, you fall in your dreams and wake up hurt. Upon a time once, it was a simpler place.

[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mom9yc-e7I&feature=related[/media]

kill me

[CaioLugia]

Reminds me of Metro 2033... If It's not based on It, of course.

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wtf

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thanks 4 the comments guys