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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 5:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 5:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 5:38 pm
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Acid fell asleep after finishing his ice coffee, grabbing a pillow and holding it close. He began to have nightmares. Nightmares of when he was in the hive. All those cold, lonely nights when he was strapped to a wall, wires in his arm, soaked in his own blood. The screaming of all the other test subjects. Acid started to sweat , and he could still feel the pain of all the surgeries that were performed on him. Then, the worst I the dream happened. He dreamed about the day that the prototype virus, the PGXP-r , was injected into his bloodstream. He could feel the searing heat from his body. The intense pain , the convulsions from all of his muscles. Then, the dream skipped to when he woke up, wearing next to nothing in a field. He had escaped the hive. He wa not far from the mansion, the entrance to the hive. His dream ended there, he woke up, sweating, afew hours later.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 5:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 5:47 pm
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She blushed deeply and shook her head, No, he couldn't... could he? then looked at Luna, my family was killed when I was 16, and that was ten years ago, and that was the day I ran away, so i'm 26.. yep, over the limit. I got my own brew, thanks. she said, then pulled a flask out of one of her work boots. She twisted the top off, and took a deep drag off it, Ahhh... this whiskey aged well. she murmured.
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 5:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 6:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 6:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 6:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 6:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 6:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 6:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 6:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 6:18 pm
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