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 This repo contains the full precision source code, in "safe tensors" format to generate GGUFs, GPTQ, EXL2, AWQ, HQQ and other formats.
 The source code can also be used directly.
 
-2 example generations at the bottom of this page.
+2 example generations with prompts (of 2 gens each) at the bottom of this page.
 
 NOTE: Links to GGUFs below.
 
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 This is war. And I'm ready for it.
 
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+<B>
+Start a 1000 word scene (vivid, graphic horror in first person) with: The sky scraper swayed, as she watched the window in front of her on the 21 floor explode...
+</B>
+
+(4 experts - Generation #1)
+
+The skyscraper swayed, as I watched the window in front of me on the 21st floor explode. In a flash, shards of glass rained down, littering the already blood-stained carpet. The screams began, echoing through the hallways and seeping into my ears like a chilling fog. Panic set in, but I couldn't move. My feet seemed rooted to the spot, as if the very horror unfolding before me had paralyzed me.
+
+I stood frozen, gazing at the scene with a sense of detached disbelief. The once pristine office was now a scene of utter carnage. Bodies were strewn about, limbs twisted grotesquely in unnatural angles. Blood oozed from gaping wounds, pooling beneath the corpses like a macabre carpet. I felt the warm stickiness on my shoes, but I couldn't tear my gaze away.
+
+Suddenly, I heard a groaning, and turned to see a woman crawling out of the shattered window frame. Her body was covered in lacerations, and her skin was as pale as the driven snow. She was dragging herself along the floor, her eyes wild and unfocused. She was so close, but I couldn't bring myself to reach out to help her. Paralyzed by fear and shock, all I could do was stand there, helpless and horrified.
+
+As she crawled closer, her eyes locked onto mine, filled with a desperate plea for assistance. I knew I had to act, but my body refused to comply. Time seemed to slow down as I watched her inch closer, her breathing ragged and her skin slick with sweat and blood.
+
+Then, just as she reached out to me, a blinding light filled the room, and I was engulfed in a wave of searing pain. I felt my body being lifted and tossed around like a rag doll, and then I was plummeting through the air, my stomach lurching with each sickening drop.
+
+I landed with a thud, the wind knocked out of me. As I struggled to catch my breath, I realized I was lying on the cold, hard floor of the stairwell. The screams and wails of agony had ceased, replaced by an eerie silence. I stumbled to my feet, my heart pounding in my chest. I had to get out of there, to escape the horrors that lurked within those walls.
+
+I began to climb the stairs, each step a laborious struggle. The stench of blood and fear clung to me like a shroud, making it hard to breathe. I could feel the weight of death and despair bearing down on me, threatening to crush my very soul.
+
+As I reached the 20th floor, I paused, my hand trembling as I reached for the doorknob. I knew what lay beyond: more carnage, more suffering. But I had to keep moving, to find a way out of this hellish nightmare.
+
+I pushed open the door, and my heart nearly stopped. A man was sitting in the middle of the room, his head slumped forward, his lifeless eyes staring blankly at the floor. But it was what surrounded him that made my blood run cold. A dozen or so severed limbs were strewn about, arranged in a grotesque pattern that seemed to mock my very existence.
+
+I gasped, my knees buckling as I stumbled backwards. But I couldn't turn away, couldn't look away from the horrors that surrounded me. Something within me snapped, and I felt a primal rage rising up, fueling my resolve to escape.
+
+With a newfound determination, I resumed my ascent, my feet pounding against the stairs as I raced towards freedom. The world around me grew dimmer and more distorted, as if reality itself was bending and warping under the weight of my terror. But I pushed on, driven by a desperate need to survive.
+
+Finally, I reached the door that led to the outside world. I flung it open with a strength I didn't know I possessed, and stumbled out onto the rooftop. The cool night air hit me like a slap in the face, but it was a welcome relief from the stifling heat of fear and despair that had gripped me.
+
+I looked around, my eyes darting wildly as I tried to take in my surroundings. The city stretched out before me, a dark and foreboding expanse of concrete and steel. But in the distance, I could see the glimmer of lights, of life. And it was towards those lights that I stumbled, my legs weak and unsteady, but my heart full of a desperate hope.
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+As I moved through the darkness, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. The shadows seemed to writhe and twist around me, as if the very evil that had consumed the skyscraper was now stalking me through the city streets. But I pushed on, driven by a primal need to escape, to survive.
+
+And then, just as the first light of dawn began to creep over the horizon, I saw it: a beacon of safety, of refuge. It was an ambulance, parked at the side of the road, its lights flashing wildly as it waited for its next call. Without hesitation, I stumbled towards it, my hands reaching out in a desperate plea for salvation.
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+The doors swung open, and a paramedic rushed out to meet me. He scooped me up in his arms, his eyes filled with concern and compassion. "What happened?" he asked, his voice calm and soothing.
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+I couldn't respond, could only point back towards the skyscraper, my body wracked with sobs as I tried to convey the horrors I had witnessed. The paramedic's expression hardened, and he nodded grimly.
+
+"We'll get you out of here," he said, his voice firm and reassuring. "We'll make sure you're safe."
+
+As we sped away from the city, leaving the shattered skyscraper and its horrors behind, I finally let out a ragged breath, my body slumping against the paramedic's chest. I had survived, but the memories of that night would haunt me forever, a constant reminder of the terrors that lurked in the darkest corners of our world.
+
+<B>
+(4 experts - Generation #2)
+</B>
+
+The sky scraper swayed, as I watched the window in front of me on the 21st floor explode. Glass shattered and flew outward, like a thousand razor-sharp icicles propelled by some malevolent force. I screamed, my voice lost amidst the cacophony of shattering glass and the anguished cries of those around me.
+
+I stumbled backward, my heart hammering in my chest, as chaos erupted in the office. People were running for cover, some diving under their desks, others fleeing toward the door. My coworkers' faces were contorted in terror, their eyes wide with shock.
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+My mind raced, trying to comprehend what was happening. One moment, we were going about our day, the next...this. This unimaginable, apocalyptic horror. I had to get out of here, find safety. But as I turned to make a dash for the door, my foot slipped on the slick, shattered glass, and I felt myself falling.
+
+Time seemed to slow as I plummeted toward the floor below, the screams and shouts of my coworkers fading into the background. My stomach lurched as I saw the jagged edge of a desk looming closer, a deadly obstacle that could end my life in an instant.
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+I managed to twist my body at the last second, using my arms to cushion my fall. The impact was brutal, sending pain shooting through my shoulder and arm. But I was alive. Dazed and disoriented, I pushed myself up onto my knees, surveying the devastation around me.
+
+The office was a nightmare scene of shattered glass, overturned furniture, and the mangled bodies of the fallen. I saw a coworker whose leg had been crushed beneath the desk, blood pooling around him. Another lay nearby, her head twisted at an unnatural angle, her eyes frozen in a permanent stare.
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+A sickening stench filled my nostrils, a mix of blood, urine, and feces. I gagged, but couldn't tear my eyes away from the carnage. Everywhere I looked, there were bodies, some moving, others still. The screams had subsided, replaced by moans and whimpers.
+
+Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me. I spun around, my heart pounding, to see a dark figure emerging from the smoke and debris. It moved with an unnatural, almost liquid grace, its features obscured by the gloom.
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+My blood ran cold as I realized what I was seeing. This was no human, at least not anymore. This was a monster, a creature born of unspeakable evil, fueled by a hunger for destruction and death. I knew then that I was doomed, that this abomination would not stop until it had claimed every last one of us.
+
+I scrambled to my feet, my mind racing for an escape, but the creature was already closing in. Its arms reached out, long and sinewy, ending in razor-sharp claws that seemed to drink in the light around them. I tried to run, but my legs were leaden, as if rooted to the spot.
+
+The creature loomed over me, its face twisting into a grotesque, inhuman visage. Its mouth was a gaping maw filled with jagged teeth, and its eyes...its eyes burned with an otherworldly hunger. I knew then that this was the end, that I would soon join the ranks of the fallen, my life extinguished by this monstrous aberration.
+
+As it raised its claws to strike, I closed my eyes, bracing for the inevitable. But instead of the crushing blow, I felt a sudden, blinding light envelop me, as if the very heavens themselves had opened up to cast a divine benediction upon this hellish scene.
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+When I opened my eyes again, the creature was gone, vanished into the smoke and chaos. The office was silent once more, the only sound the soft hum of the building's HVAC system. I looked around, trying to take stock of the situation, to find some glimmer of hope in this abyss of horror.
+
+That's when I saw her. A woman, clad in a white lab coat, standing in the doorway of the office. She was tall and slender, with long, dark hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night. Her eyes were an unnatural shade of green, almost glowing in the dim light.
+
+She looked at me, her gaze piercing and cold, and I felt a chill run down my spine. But there was something else about her, something that made my heart beat faster, something that seemed to whisper to me across the void of terror and despair.
+
+"Come with me," she said, her voice low and husky, a siren's call in the midst of this abyss. "We have work to do."
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