Epic story of survival

I popped out of the box and yelled. The men were startled and that gave me an advantage. I managed to get a good kick on the first man, knocking him to the ground. I tackled the second man, but as I was fighting, three more men rushed up to the attic. I was toast. With luck I could handle two men, but there was no way I could take on five! I saw one of them reach to his waist and grab something, and that was the last thing I ever saw.
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