Survivor

Every week they let one of us out. This week, it was my turn. They escorted me to the ladder and gestured me to climb. I ascended to the surface, a door above my head swung open and cold, crisp air rushed in. I heaved myself over the edge and took a few steps forward while absorbing the area around me. The hatch slammed shut behind me, I could hear machines at work below. From nowhere, this massive brown hairy animal with a face like a dog lunged itself toward me. I immediately sprinted in the opposite direction, catching my foot on some sort of debris I tripped and hit my head. I awakened with the jolt of a thunderclap, and the beast slumped over beside me, it must have been poised over me, ready to eat. Then another animal came into view, though blurry it's face looked like the one I saw in the mirror so often.

He pointed a pipe at me, the next thunderclap was the last sound I would ever hear.