Prologue

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I sat there staring at my moms, pale, cold corpse. Tears spilling down my face as I held her fragile hand, it was limp in mine.

"Goodbye mom" I whispered to her, as the deathly, mutated, cells took over her body shutting it down bit by bit.

" g-goodbye sweetheart" she whispered her last and final words her eyes closing and the monitors flat lining. Her hand releasing mine as it dropped by her side.

Sobs drummed through my chest as a soft, delicate hand is placed on my shoulder.

I ignored the comfort and look down, I've lost my mother, my best friend, whats going to happen now?

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