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Immediately panicked and alert, Eli's eyes snapped open and his muscles convulsed, pushing his body upwards as quickly as they could. From sitting to kneeling to standing in just a few seconds, the hunter quickly found himself in a small, threatening, unfamiliar room, and instinctively he backed into the nearest corner. Crouching down a bit and readying his fists, Eli watched the others wake up and ascend from their rubber mats. He scanned the room quickly, trying to identify the source of danger, but unable to find a clear answer, Eli lowered his guard just a bit as the adrenaline began to subside. A noticeable pain began to emanate from the back of his neck, and bringing one hand up, Eli rubbed the spot where the pain was coming from and found his answer. He brought both his fists up to bear once again, ready to pounce.

Just then, the loudspeaker activated and blared the voice of someone unfamiliar to Eli. It was not a very pleasant voice, cold and inconsiderate, possibly worsened by the loudness of the speaker itself - like it was turned up just a bit too much to distress the occupants of the room they shared. Eli tuned out most of the broadcast, trying to focus on the others - now alert and awake - and whether they posed a threat to him. His breathing had become heavy, and a feeling of claustrophobia swept over yours truly, as the dread of the situation slowly crept into his brain on the currents of adrenaline. A few pieces of information from the disembodied voice slipped through the dizzying fog of panic - they were part of an experiment, had to kill each other, had only a card and phone, and there were stores somewhere in the area.

The broadcast ended, and the doors began to rise, spilling warm light into the cold and mercilessly menacing room. Just as soon as the space was big enough, Eli picked the door on his left, slipped underneath the rising metal door, and emerged on the other side into a shining, small town of trees, grass and quaint buildings, under a cloudless blue sky and a warm sun overhead. Eli was thankful for the peaceful air outside the cramped box he had just emerged from, but these thoughts and the relief that came with them didn't last longer than a brief moment as the adrenaline picked up again, and Eli began to run up the road outside the door he had chosen. He didn't stop to ask questions, didn't stop to figure out which direction he was going (it was North) and hoped to not stop running until he was too exhausted to panic.