"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A young man who had been fighting valiantly against the monstrous creature now stared in horror as the beast rushed forward, grabbing him by the head and swallowing him whole.
It was still nighttime, but as Auston had come to understand, there was no rest in this world.
This place was a nightmare.
He looked around. The once many teams who had banded together to form one major group, irrespective of race, were now slaughtered, reduced to a measly four survivors, each desperately trying to escape.
This was torture.
Auston held his sword tightly, slicing through the last of a slimy, glob-like creature before turning to face the main monstrosity responsible for all this death.
"Damn it," he cursed under his breath, realizing the last of his team members had been killed.
"SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"