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My name is PAtrick Christmann and I fucked up big time. I got into debt with some shady folk and they came to collect.
Because we didn't have the money, they said they'd take a kidney from me and my wife unless I agree to what they described as a "special project." "Just some harmless tests."
I was desperate and with my wife pregnant, I agreed. I was taken to some underground facility where medical personnel performed all sorts of checks before injecting me with something that made me drowsy.

I woke up in a dark corridor to a rumbling stomach. I feel like I haven't eaten for days. I'm so hungry, I have to find something to eat.
Next to me on the floor are trails of pellets on small plates, they smell so good that I can't help but give one a careful nibble.
One word: Amazing! The taste is phenomenal and my hunger is completely sated. But just as fast as it went, it's back again. I pick up the next pellet. It's just as good, but unfortunately lasts just as long. I keep eating and eating as I walk the winding corridors, following my nose whenever I get lost. Is this part of the test?

A man turns the corner, he's wearing a red uniform and is approaching me with a stern look on his face. He shouts. "Subject, this test has been aborted. Come with me."
I don't care, I'm too hungry and keep eating as I run away from the man. Suddenly I'm face to face with a man in a pink uniform. Before I know what to make of him he jabs me with a syringe and I start to black out.



My name is Patrick ChristMann and I messed up big time. I couldn't pay my debt and was forced to agree to clinical trials or the thugs I owed money would a kidney from me and my wife. "Just some harmless tests," they said.
After all sorts of checks in some underground facility, the personnel injected me with something. It made me drowsy.

I woke up in a dark corridor. I'm so hungry... All around me are little plates with pellets on them, they smell somehow familiar. I eat one before I even realize what I'm doing.

One word: Amazing! The taste is incredible and I'm not hungry anymore, for a bit. I eat the next pellet and it's just as good. I keep eating and eating and eating until a man in red appears. He looks familiar, in a bad way, and shouts "Subject, this test has been aborted. Come with me."
I run away. I need to keep eating!
A man in pink turns the corner in front of me and I make a dive for the hallway perpendicular to us. "Fuck! He got away. Clyde, he's all yours!"
Who are these guys? Why are they chasing me like this? As I contemplate and catch my breath, a man dressed in orange suddenly tackles me to the ground and I start to black out.



My name is Patrick ChristmaNn and I was forced into clinical trials by my debtors. They were going to harm me and my wife if I didn't agree.
After an eternity of testing they injected me with something.

I'm hungry... I woke up in a dark hallway. The floor is lined with small plates with tiny pellets on them. While getting past my sense of deja-vu, I subconsciously start eating from the plates.
More! I need more. I run along the halls, eating the pellets as I go. I catch a glimpse of a man in red and turn the other way. I don't know why, but I know I need to stay away from the men, I need to keep eating.

I'm doing pretty well, the men in brightly colored uniforms can't keep up with me as I turn corners or double back to throw them off.
I found a large plate with a bigger pellet on it. Alarms start blaring once I pick it up and I see the men becoming hesitant in their approach. Biting down on it, I can feel an incredible surge of power flow through my body my vision changes and the men look blue. I feel like I can take on anything that stands in my way. The men are now actually running away from me. No... They're not men... They're prey! I give chase and catch up to one of them, he screams as I savagely bite into him. When I'm done there's nothing left but cyan shreds and a large bloodstain. I feel horrified and stand there for a moment, still sticky with blood.
The sirens have stopped baring and I can hear the other men approach, they sound furious. I don't have time to think about what I've done. I've got to find more food.

I've made my way all around the maze of hallways, I've found several of the large pellets and no matter how many of the men I ate, I'm still hungry and they keep coming. They even tried luring me into a trap with some cherries. All the pellets are gone and I'm starting to feel weak. I need to rest for a bit.



My name is Patrick ChristmAnn. I need to find my way out of this maze they're keeping me in. I'm worried about my wife, did they really leave her alone like they promised?

I've been going through this maze for what feels like an eternity. The men still keep chasing me, no matter how many of them I kill and eat. I made the mistake of trying to attack one when they weren't running away once, it didn't go very well. Every time I run out of food I end up losing consciousness and wake up back where I started. All the plates are filled with fresh pellets and the men start chasing me again. It just keeps going and going. The only difference is the bait for the traps. They ran out of cherries and switched to strawberries, oranges, apples, melons, little spaceship toys, bells and even keys that don't work on any of the doors. My only option is to keep running and running until I find my way out.


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