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My name? It doesn't matter, we're all just a number anyways, but you can call me Agent 42.
Just a few days ago an outbreak had erupted throughout Russia. We tried containing the disease before it could get any further. We sent out our very best troops for the job. Every, single, one of them, dead within a mere six hours. Probably infected. No saving them now. Once you've come in contact with the disease by fluids, lets just say, you're toast.
Then, they sent me, alone of course. I had told them I could do it alone, quarantine Russia, and that's exactly what I had thought I did.
I came back and was awarded for my outstanding work as being the first to survive. But then, as I stood in my office, being praised, the lights shut off and the emergency generator kicked on.
I heard a loud thud and a ringing in my ears. Everything went completely black.
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Agent 42 (Fin~)
FantasyJust a few days ago an outbreak had erupted throughout Russia. Once you've come in contact with the disease by fluids, lets just say, you're toast. Then, they sent me, alone of course. I had told them I could do it alone, quarantine Russia, and that...
