The creature known as "Jeff the Skinner" walks towards me with a butcher knife on it's hand. My instincts scream that there is nothing I can do. Anon will die if he fights.

So I run towards the hallway. The hallway is pitch black and reeks of blood and rotten meat.

"⠁⠇⠕⠝⠑⠊⠝⠁⠋⠗⠊⠙⠁⠽⠝⠊⠣⠞⠦⠛⠕⠩⠽⠳⠄⠗⠑⠎⠕⠏⠁⠮⠞⠊⠉"

The creature yells with a voice that once was human. I continue running towards the exit, willing away the fear and exhaustion.

"⠱⠁⠞⠄⠎⠺⠗⠕⠝⠛⠃⠊⠛⠃⠕⠽⠦⠝⠑⠧⠻⠓⠁⠙⠽⠳⠗⠉⠕⠉⠅⠎⠥⠉⠅⠫⠃⠽⠁⠝⠑⠧⠊⠇⠎⠏⠊⠗⠊⠞⠃⠑⠿⠑⠦"

It keeps yelling as it picks up the pace with a speed that far outpaces mine.

I run for 10 -no, 15 minutes but every time I reach the exit the hallway becomes longer, keeping me away from it.

It's been 20 minutes since I began to run. My lungs burn and my body is exhausted. I'm running on fumes and I'm nowhere near the exit.

"Fuck-!" -I yell as I trip and fall pathetically. I try to stand up but the creature known as "Jeff the Skinner" catches up to me.

"⠠⠊⠄⠧⠑⠃⠁⠅⠫⠁⠉⠁⠅⠑⠿⠽⠳" -the creature declares as the knife falls towards me with a speed far beyond that of a human's. A speed that, simply put, is bullshit.

But if the creature known as "Jeff the Skinner" was moving at the speed of bullshit, the creature known as "Anon" simply has to move beyond the speed of bullshit. Such a fact was so obvious it made me want to scream in frustration.

I closed my eyes and focused all the magic energy I could and cast my spell.

"Trace, on -nghhh?!" -I open my eyes to find my stomach pierced by the knife.

Of course, I am not a shonen protagonist. This is the end of the line. I died as I lived: a virgin and a chuuni.

"⠱⠽⠜⠑⠽⠳⠃⠇⠑⠫⠊⠝⠛⠦" -I hear the creature say as I close my eyes for the last time.

~BAD END~