(FEAST TEIM!!! suggested by anon ^^)

You never really felt the need to look behind yourself. What’s the point in looking back when everything’s coming from up ahead? You moved too damn fast for anything to catch up to you anyways— anything that moved on foot at least. You found yourself swinging the doors of a locker open and hopping inside as an angler rushes by, last second as per usual. You wait about two seconds after the sound of its screech fades as it passes before shoving open your locker… To considerable resistance. You peek your head out as much as you can. COPIOUS corpses of wall dwellers. stacked on top of eachother like a little mountain, almost a trail of them— stacked— coming from the door you came from. There has to be at least a hundred. You know what that means!!! Yummers!!! You aren’t gonna pass up on a free snack, not down here you aren’t!!!

And it seems like a particular fish won’t pass up either, his appearance more than convenient— for him, not for you. “Holy shit… you gonna eat all that?” The serpent questions from his place in the next doorway, head cocked partially to the side, his expression one of disbelief, “How did you even manage this? This looks like the whole population…”