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Death's Embrace
Lancer struggled with his straight jacket. He was inside his small block in the insane asylum and was abandoned by the doctors and guards. Lancer screamed aloud and ran headfirst into the wall. He fell back almost instantly and was knocked out cold.
Lancer awoke, his eyes still blurry from the possible concussion. He saw two outlines of people. One was undoing his straight jacket. The other was standing with a shotgun.
"Hey! Why are we searching these guys? They got nothing valuable on them! And with the guards gone we can do anything!" The one with the shotgun sounded paranoid and was constantly checking his back. "Who knows? This guy might have some of his meds," The other sounded gruff and emotionless.
Lancer's eyes came back into focus. The man with the shotgun quickly aimed it at him. "Stay still! Nothing will happen if you stay still!." Lancer grabbed the man checking him, who was now checking his pockets. He twisted his head until he heard a loud crack. The looter with the shotgun panicked with his gun. Lancer propped himself up and tackled the looter. His shotgun fired into the air. He pried the shotgun out of his hands.
"YOU.... STAY..... STILL," Lancer shouted as he hit the looter with the shotgun until blood lightly stained his white shirt. He started to walk away from the looter, but turned and kicked the second looter in the face.
Lancer walked through the asylum. The looters had done their job, except for one steel door which was slightly pried open. It contained all of the patients personal items. Lancer quietly opened the door, and inside he found two more looters. One of them had his shifting suit out. Lancer fired a single shell into the armed looter, then aimed towards the one with his suit. "Drop it!" The looter quickly complied, but Lancer fired another shell into the looter and he flew backwards.
With his suit back on he left the storage room and ran out into the hallways.