The Asian Fantastic |

I was running as long as I could remember. The air was cold and damp, the concrete underneath my feet echoing with pain and sorrow. Still running, don’t know where, but still running. The soldiers that were chasing me started shooting, but luckily for me the rubble all around us provided good cover from the bullets. Finally after a few turns I found a sewer hatch, my ticket to safety I thought. The soldiers rarely come down to the sewers, mainly because there lies something that scares even them.

I climbed down to the dark and damp sewer tunnels and started walking slowly again. No need to let everybody know I am down here. My plan was to find the nearest hatch and climb to the surface as fast as I could. Lingering here for too long was a one way ticket to hell. Now from this perspective protocol gu 10 seems like a bad joke, but there will be time to explain later. For now my main priority was to leave, and quick. I heard animal screams in the distance which means they have my scent now. I started running again and finally after something that seemed like eternity of tension I found the next hatch.

With the determination of a mad man I climbed out and discovered that I am at an old parking garage. They won't look for me here. There was graffiti on the wall saying nasty things about gu 10, and I started laughing. My body was sore from the chase, better to get some rest.