Has nothing to do with PSO but fanwork nonetheless

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Here is the continuation for the one fan that wanted it.

“What happened?” I asked impatiently. Her eyes were wide. I could tell she went through a lot. But as I think about it she never showed any correlation that she had been through a lot since the accident. But then again, neither have I, excluding my wounds. This is somewhat my fault, I should not of – “My foot”, She continued, “got caught in one of the mechanisms. I started to panic, but I kept enough sense to pull myself up a little bit by holding on to the top of top of the machine so I could reach the cord with my other leg and unplug it. I then let go and turned to the task of getting my foot out. I tried just pulling it out. It didn’t work well. I would have to pull harder. I looked around me. There was the snack machine I was going to go to next, it was to the left of the one I was currently stuck in. To my right was a change machine. The red light was flashing under a sticker that read: IF ON DO NOT USE.”
I chimed in, “Well, why was your foot in there anyway?”
She replied, “I was trying to get fluids and food for us and I didn’t exactly PLAN to get my foot stuck. It just looks easier on television when they smash vending machines.”

“Okay.” I said then limped my hand forward to cue her to continue.

Ayla inhaled, “Well, I then looked beyond the three machines into the two hallways. The left one was empty, only papers littered the speckled black white tiles. The right one was almost exactly the same … except there was a shadow at the end of the hall. I was unable to make it out. It was about 3 feet tall and stood on its hind legs. It had a long tail and was about 5 feet long.”
My own memories of the creature came into mind.
She went on “Before I could make out more details it ran into a door a the end of the hall. I knew I had to get back to you. I kept pulling at my foot until it gave way. I must have gained strength through the adrenaline that began pumping. I quickly grabbed the cans of soda that was in there and shoved them into my box. I then took the wastebasket that I found hiding by the snack machine and pounded the trashcan into it. I swiftly grabbed the snacks and nibbles and threw them into the box. I took a glance to the right and saw a snout-like head poking out from the door, it eyes fixed on me. I left one bag of chips on the ground and grabbed the box and ran down the other hall. I took a right at the second passageway and continued down that hall until I reached the door. I don’t know if the thing gave chase or even if it went to where I standing. I took my key and fumbled it into the lock and ran inside. You were still knocked out and breathing. I took a seat at the table to catch my breath. I then took some chairs and blocked the doorway. I set the box on the floor and took out the bandages and medical tools. I took a towel and frequently padded your wounds to stop the bleeding. I wanted to wait until you woke up to apply the bandages to make so I wouldn’t apply them too tight or too loose.” Ayla took a breath.
Okay, I thought to myself. This was the woman, least say, girl that rescued me.
“Thank… you.” I managed after a moment of silence.
Ayla just smiled weakly. I was fumbling the flashlight in my hand still. I noticed that I had it and began looking around again. I took the flashlight and looked in the box that had the sandwich in it. I peered inside with the newfound visibility and noticed a even tinier handle on the bottom. I took a finger and lifted it.
“I’ll be damned” I found myself saying it aloud. I heard Ayla say hmm. There was a pistol inside with a small pad of bullets. Inside was a note, it read: Just in case, Black Mesa. It was from Black Mesa. I didn’t quite understand what it meant but I took happily to my finding. By this time Ayla was by my side and was equally amazed and bewildered by the find. We began discussing why it was there when suddenly there was a snarl coming from outside the barricaded door.