Behind (Dodge the Yharnamite's Sneak Attack)

Suddenly, you hear something... but from where? In a split second, your senses scream that not only did the sound come from behind, but also danger is there too! Panicking, you do the only thing sensible to do in that moment; rolling to the side. As you do so, the danger that was behind you gasps in surprise before next comes the sound of a body hitting the metal gate. Quickly turning towards the danger you’ve just dodged, you see what exactly almost grabbed you.

“Oh, you little cunt-tease!” From her outfit, it was obvious she was a Yharnamite, and from her words just now, it was just as obvious she wasn’t a friendly one. “You knew I was here, but acted like you didn’t know just to flaunt your cute little ass like it was ready to squeeze! I oughta wring your neck as punishment, but I’m starving for some dick so I’ll let you off easy, now come here!”

‘Cunt-tease?’ You blush as her word choice hits you as she also pulls down part of her shirt to reveal an erect nipple upon a modest boob. No time to be embarrassed however, she’s advancing! Going back to the clinic is basically a dead end, and the gate is obviously not going to suddenly be unlocked, but surely there’s a way out of this that you won’t be **** into her arms. Looking past her, you see a lever! Maybe it’ll unlock the gate, you presume, as you blast towards the lever, evading another grab. “Get back here!”

You quickly make it to the lever and pull it. Turning back towards the gate hoping to see it open, you hear a clank above you as a ladder descends and hits the ground. You quickly rush to get up the ladder as the Yharnamite whistles loudly and yells the way opposite of the gate, “Come on, get up girls. We got to teach this meat how to relax and have some fun!” You did not want to partake in whatever they called fun, so you climbed faster.

Making it to the top, you take a look back down and see two other women who are in more erotic states of clothing getting ready to follow the first Yharnamite you encountered up the ladder. No time to waste, you turn around and fully see the sight you only caught a glimpse of earlier. The most noticeable was a house with a lit lamp hanging next to its doors, but just in front of it was the most peculiar lamp. Instead of the normal orange glow spurred on by flaming oil, a luminescence spilled from the almost childlike streetlamp. It was a comforting radiance, you only had to touch it and you’d be safe from those degenerates that were fervently chasing you.

Snapping at the lamp, it flashes sweetly in response. A **** begins to pull you, but not your body. As your senses dull, you hear a horrible screech in the far distance as you fade away…