Stan was wheeling barrels of toxic waste back to the Mystery Shack. One of the barrels fell off and rolled into the forest.
What damage could that possibly do?, Stan asked himself. He couldn't think of anything, so he moved on.
What he didn't know, was that the toxic waste was flowing out of the barrel, infecting everything in the forest.
Destruction follows the mistake of one man.
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Apocalypse Falls (Slow Updates)
FanfictionIt was dark, you could see nothing. Two white firgures were fighting each other. You hear a voice of a 12-year old boy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In this world, it's kill or be kill...
