#stand in queue

The young man asked himself as he raced his way through the multiple hallways that were before him. He was panicked and practically tripping over his own ankles. “Of course it had to be a Demogorgon, it couldve literally be any other killer, and it had to be this damn thing.” He could hear the creature clicking and screaming, and the stomping of the it’s feet as it got closer.  At this point, Steve had lost it. His fear had over came him. He closed his eyes and sprinted as fast as he could, thinking that this would help him get away faster, ignoring any possible vault or hide away. Wasnt too long before he finally did trip over his own feet, slamming his body forward into the ground. Letting out a groan of pain, curling over gripping his chest. As he was laying there, Steve took a second to look around. This place didnt look familiar, was this a new location? He couldve sworn he was some where completely different, none of this seemed right.  “W-Where the hell am I, now?” He asked slightly annoyed and still trying to recover from the fall.