Sheila

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Sheila grabbed her gun.

"What's going on?!" Her partner/ boyfriend, Carl, asked.

"Disease. We gotta kill 'em. C'mon, you evacuate that side of the building."

The army came in, shooting everyone and thing on sight.

She witnessed Carl's death and made a run for it.

She hid from the men and women with larger guns.

She cursed under her breath, this was her first day off the desk in a very long time.

She ran outside, took some guns and ammunition and got in a car. Full tank of gas.

She wasn't going with Carl.

Not now.

Not yet.

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