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I paused, puzzled. "Are you sure you didn't install a virus on my computer? Because I will literally kill you if you did." All three shake their heads yes, and I sigh with relief. "Well, in that case, you summoned a demon on my computer and I'm STILL gonna kill you. Just not literally."
 
‘Zozo'Zozo' chose that moment to make itself known. The tab started glitching out, and I frowned. "You stop that, you bastard. Get off of my computer or I'll stab you."
 
The screen only glitched more in response, before forming the letters, "No escape."
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The man fainted. I dropped him, picked out my IV, and jammed it in the artery on his neck. As I left the room, using his keycard to exit, I flipped him the bird.
 
Outside the lab was incredibly dark. There were various baddies in bright labs shut off from the hallway by doors and occasionally bars. I peered into a few of them. One housed a doll that looked suspiciously like Chucky; another housed what looked like a person, but made of shadows and with bright red eyes. The third housed a bunch of cats that were attacking each other. I swiped the keycard on that door, opening it. The cats swarmed out, going around me as I watched them. They promptly killed some guy (who'd come to check on the fact that the door that said ‘DO'DO NOT OPEN UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES' had been opened), stole his keycard, and opened every other door that could be opened. An alarm sounded, and dozens of lab workers stormed into the hallway.
 
The Chucky wannabe promptly went after three of the lab workers, armed with a stick and a gun. The cats chased another ten, killing them and stealing their keycards. Smart cats. They scattered, going down the corridor and opening yet more doors.
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The shadow person stood there, killing anyone who was stupid enough to get close to it. All I can say is that if you're really that stupid, you deserved to die.
 
Many others took on other lab workers. I took on the head honcho, who had stupidly decided to come out and investigate. A swift kick to the head, a snap of the neck, and I had myself a master card. I ran up the hallway, hoping to find an exit, and an exit I found, as well as a door marked ‘666'666'.
 
I opened the door, and promptly ran out the exit.
 
Flash forward another two days. The thing from door 666 had followed me, and turned out to be….a cat. A black cat with green eyes, in fact. And abnormally long claws. Of course, I couldn't talk. I'd recently found out that the ‘trash'trash goo' gave me heightened hearing…and that's literally it, besides turning my eyes blood-red. It caused heads to turn, that's for sure.
 
On the other hand, I practically had spider-sense now. So that was a thing.