The Streets Ran Dead Ch. 1Doctor Andrew Conway sighed, looking at the wall clock, a small relieved smile on his face. Andrew looked tired, mostly because Doctor Denisen Banks had him working for a few days without sleep. It was tough working for the Pentagon... But it paid oh so nicely. For four years he'd been working under Dr. Denisen’s wing in the Biochemical Research, and for four years he'd been developing something that would change the way people dealt with the flu... Kinda...The Streets Ran Dead Ch. 1
Andy looked at his wrist watch, bending the latex glove covered hand away from his glasses, that way the blood wouldn't dip on his skin. No, that would be bad. Dead rabbit o
ReflectionMy feet hit hard against the puddle littered asphalt of the urban street. I could taste my own heartbeat in the back of my throat as it was beating so hard and so swift. The fear had finally hit me while I ran, sending me through a strange state of euphoria. Sound had blurred around my ears, leaving only the muddled echoes of my own footsteps to glance my hearing. The air I breathed burned as it was thrown down my esophagus, leaving nothing but a painful dry ache. My head pounded, blood beating thuroughly throughout. Adernaline had flowed through me, now on its later half. I'd start to run on stamina and guts alone soon. I had to find safetyReflection
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Erk....
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Unexpected changes from head to toe.
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Unexpected changes from head to toe.
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Unexpected changes from head to toe.
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The crayons melt too fast with the lamp they put in my box... It's always too bright...
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The crayons melt too fast with the lamp they put in my box... It's always too bright...
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The crayons melt too fast with the lamp they put in my box... It's always too bright...
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