MITCHELL CLYDE - PA
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Bleeding and limping, Clyde forced himself to walk away from the metallic red fox that emitted an inhumane, gut-wrenching growl.
He faced the animatronic, his sharp gaze meeting glowing white dots, and now began to fire his weapon at it. However, this only locked the fox’s lower right leg in place, and it grabbed him, tripping them both.
Clyde would crawl away, hitting his back against the wall, and as the fox closed in, he’d reach for his taser, and tased it in the throat, disabling it.