Complete the short story/flash fiction, that has the following first paragraph:
“The air’s getting thin,” he thought to himself. The safe room was meant to protect him from the outside world, to prevent things from outside from getting in. The problem is that one of those things was air. He had had a limited supply, two days worth in fact, but what he heard outside the room had prevented him from opening up the vents to replenish his supply. He had to make his mind up within the hour: open the vents and let whatever was outside come in or die. The options sucked.
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