" Are you sure you want to go through with this, he's just a boy?"
"I'm sure."
"But sir.-"
"I said I'm sure number 38!"
"Yes sir. Sorry sir."
I heard footsteps and then a sigh.
"You're going to be ok."
Someone grabbed my hand
"I promise!"
The words were soft and unlike the others. I wanted to know who this "Sir" was , where I had been, what had happened to me. Why was this guy called number 38? Does he have a name? Why am I so cold? I could feel the cold metal table under me and hear the short heavy breaths of the man next to me, but I could not see. It was like I had been in a trance.
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A life to beat
Mystery / Thriller| Tate soon finds himself on a path of life he did not think he would get too. After the apocalypse of 3079 what could have gone worse am I right, wrong he has to power through all opticals in his way and get out of the dome. After searching for a n...
