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My fellow humans and I were enslaved by a reptilian humanoid race of extraterrestrials. We were scared and made to be unhygienic.

The other humans and I walked down a crowded steel bridge over a baron wasteland. We were being moved and everyone was dead silent. Then a group of humans somewhere behind me started joking and laughing. They were killed with swords by the reptilians. Then everyone was silent again.

Once I get to the end of the bridge, there is a highway leading from it. Other people jump to the ground on their stomachs and travel really fast on the ground. As if it were a giant slip-n-slide. It my turn and jump down. I go pretty fast. I pass under a bridge, and at that point there were humans traveling the same way as me all around me. Just like how close cars are on the highway. There would be an occasional reptilian passing by.

If I dedicated enough brain power to it, I could make myself go faster. I would switch lanes, according to how fast Im going in relation to how fast others are going. I also went on a few on-ramps. And soon, there was no-one on the same road as me.

Then these other guys start catching up to me. 4 of them behind me, 5 in the next lane. Apparently we were racing. Later on through the race, I figure out that we are racing for the reptilians and that if we don't win we will probably die.

After a while, the ground gains normal features, and we have to run the race, because it won't let us slide anymore. Our supervising reptilian is following behind us now. The other team's leading guy, our second guy, and I are way ahead of the pack.

There comes a dirt road that unofficially leads off of the highway, it had a lot of tree-cover. It's a part of the course we are running, so the other 2 guys and I turn onto it. There are two small, parallel ditches; shallowed enough to see over when crawling in them. Which we did. That was the crawling part of the race.

We army-crawled fast. And just as we were out of sight of the supervisor reptilian, my teammate stands up, bites the other guy's toe off, then dumps him into deep ditch right next to us. That didn't sit too well for me. I didn't like killing someone else just to win and especially since he could be easily found and we could be punished for cheating.

He said something like,' just keep going.' So we army crawled about 150ft more. At which point all of both teams were in the shallow ditches. The supervisor was still a good distance away from us. He hadn't made it off the highway. My teammates got up and slaughtered the other team; choking, punching, and kicking them until they were all dead. They made good time of that, surprisingly. They threw their bodies into the deep ditches and over the treeline. I watched all this from the prone position.

The 2nd guy of our team (the one who killed the first guy) run up in font of me. Everyone was shitting their pants now, because if we got caught, we would die. The 2nd guy, who is now 1st, whisper-yelled to the team to move back more, to make it look more convincing. So we moved 40ft back and got back into the prone position. most of us layed on our sides and looked behind us, waiting for the supervisor. The 1st guy continued saying that we would pretend that they got up and ran, attempting to run away. And that we were the one's staying loyal. We were all shitting bricks, but we tried to cover that up as best we could.

Way down at the highway, a bus stopped at the beginning of the dirt road. The supervisor. He stopped very close to where the first guy died. The other guy and I were shitting more bricks at that point, though he was shitting more that me.