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The alarm bells blared incessantly over frightened screams and the ever-intensifying moaning. Blair tried to cover her ears to block out the sound but couldn't manage to wrest her hand from Chuck's grasp. This couldn't be happening, her mind refused to process what her other senses were urgently informing her. A sharp scream of someone in pain reached her ears from across the room and any desire to continue to struggle against Chuck disappeared. She had no idea what those figures were in the distance, lumbering their way through the doors, but she had no desire to figure out. She wanted out of here, she wanted out now.
"Chuck! Chuck, we need to leave," Blair cried, as if he hadn't been trying to arrange just that.
She heard a crash then and turned her head to look, horrified by what she saw. It was a man... or what had once been a man who had careened into a nearby table. For a moment she simply stared at him wide-eyed and silent, taking in his ghastly appearance. Her gaze moved swiftly from the bite marks and missing flesh on his exposed chest to the stump that had once been his left arm. All at once, everything clicked into place. Blair screamed and took a panicked step backwards towards Chuck, colliding with him in her attempt to get away from the terrible sight.