Plague-147
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This plague kills one person every hour. There is no cure, no way to stop it. No one knows how it started. Some say nature or animals, even aliens. I did. I created this sickness that now is killing everyone.
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Thirteen days of love with a Soul Reaper waiting at the window every single day. Smiling. Thirteen days of romance with his plague doctor. Thirteen days of being in a family. Thirteen days of happiness. Thirteen days of dancing with death.

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