Prologue

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Please, Tommy. Please.

Newt closed his eyes and so did Thomas. He felt pain...but he was calm. He wasn't hurting Tommy. He wasn't cranking out. He didn't try to push the gun away. He was content. Because he's friends were okay. And he didn't succeed in killing his best friend as the infected side of him hoped.

He was himself.

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He was five, probably six years old. He played with his purple toy car and kept his eye on his mother. She seemed to be tired, her eyes wanted to close but she didn't let them to. Room was old and dirty but he didn't care.
We have a home. That's what matters, he thought.

The doors burst open and ten men rushed in. They placed guns on his mother and one guard yelled:
,, We're taking the boy with us!"

,, No!" Mother yelled back. ,, Please no!"

,, We have to!" Then the guard turned to other men. ,, Take the boy!"

,, No! Please don't! He's the only one I still have!"

Guards turned to him.
,, You, boy! Stand up! Now!"

,, Why?" The woman asked. ,, Why are you taking him?"

,,Let's go!" Head guard ignored her question.

,, Why?" But when the guard didn't answer she grabbed his gun and pulled the guard back.
,, Why!"

,, 'Cause the test results were negative!" The guard yelled.

Mother's face turned white. She back down and stared at her son.
,, No..."

,, Yes. We need him. Let's go!"

,, Don't!"

But the guards ran out of the door, taking the boy with them.

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Now he was fourteen, maybe even fifteen years old.

,, Let me go!" He yelled and punched one guard in the face. ,, I'm not going in there!"

Guards held him tightly and dragged him somewhere. He saw a white door above and rabble even more. One guard opened the door and they threw him into one big room. There were things that looked like lockers but they were transparent and there were wires and hoses everywhere.

,, Name?" Someone asked. He turned his head and saw a boy, probably not older than him; with brown hair and he looked like a doctor.

,, Subject A5," The guard answered.

,, Position?"

,, The Glue."

,, Put him in the machine. I'm ready to start with tests." This was girls voice. He saw a girl with long brown hair and she wore the exact same doctor clothes than the boy. She walked next to boy-doctor and asked:
,, Who is this?"

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