𝙳𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛?𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙. 𝙾𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝. 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍. 𝙾𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 "𝙳𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗". 𝙾𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘. 𝙶𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 "𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝, 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝". 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚜, 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 "𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 '𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕' 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝". 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚝. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 "𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜". 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 "𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕".
𝙸 𝚊𝚖 16, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙰𝚜𝚢𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝙰. 𝙼𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 "𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜" 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎. 𝙸𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝, 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 "𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚎" 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎, 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎'𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜.
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚊 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚍. 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠. 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.
𝙽𝚘𝚠, '𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜' 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗, 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚠𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝, 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝙰𝚜𝚕𝚢𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚉. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚔𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚍 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛.
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Asylum (NCT fanfic)
Fiksi PenggemarIn 2016, there was an outbreak of kids having "abilities", but no one knows where they came from or how. So what is the most logical decision? Look up every child who exhibits symptoms and try to cover up what really started the outbreak.
