The music played, louder by the minute

Swaying to its rhythm, you let it carry you to the skies and beyond

Their footsteps seem to be closing in,

Still you rise,

Closer they come monstrous teeth bared, sharp claws ready,

Still you rise,

It becomes an endless game of hide and seek,

The closer they get the higher you go,

There seems to be no end in sight.

No victor in this endless struggle.

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