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And saw nothing but black. He looked up and couldn't see where the light was coming from, but the "room" was fairly lit. He still felt the murky waters below the waste. He wondered when this water was ever going to stop. Thats when he felt something rub against his leg. It was slimy and warm, but he thought it was just his imagination. Then he felt it again, and again. Now he knew it wasn't his imagination. He knew he had no choice but to stand still and hope that the thing went away. Seconds later he heard something yelling his name. He turned around and saw........

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