Tobi The Runner
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ANY BUTTON = JUMP F11 = FULLSCREEN
description
Your lungs scream. Muscles burn. Every heartbeat hammers *run—*but your legs already move, tearing through twisted undergrowth that claws at your ankles. Shadows writhe behind you, closer than they should be. The air tastes metallic, wrong. You don’t look back. Can’t. Survival isn’t about courage—it’s about speed. About how much agony you’ll endure before your body betrays you. The horizon fractures into jagged peaks, but distance means nothing here. Only momentum. Only the primal chant in your skull: *faster, farther, vanish.* Stumble, and what hunts you won’t kill you quickly. So you sprint. Not toward hope. Away from the sound of breathing that isn’t yours.
