September 21st 1347
Walking through York, entered into a dark woods, mist, darkness, silence. CRUNCH! Blood dripping down my thighs, laying at the bottom of a steep hill, mud down my legs, blood on my hands. Trembling, still praying for a sign of help. Until I come up to a rusty,abandoned building, I don't care how dangerous it could be. Anything to find the cure... Minutes later, I Come up to a science lab with the name Sandra on it, this is where she was when she died making the cure. I'll finish this myself...
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The Black Plague
Historical FictionIts 1346 and a new virus has started to speed around Europe and Asia so many people have caught the plague, will we survive how do we put a stop to it well let's find out...
