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What Lies Inside
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In corso, pubblicata il mag 12, 2018
Barry Smith was never a normal man by any rights. He wasn't strong, he wasnt brave, he was just an uneventful man, he was average in each and everyway.
When he decided he was sick of this mundane life, he donned a lab coat and set his eyes on genetics. He worked hard, studied harder and eventually after he graduated. Barry was hired for one of the premier Genetics labs in the country. He scratched his way to the top, and looked out for no one but himself. 

In the end it paid off. He and his team found a metoer containing an unknown extraterrestrial Bio-Chemical. A Mutagen. 

With curing cancer on his brain, and his brother in his heart, Barry threw himself into the work. Slaving each day just so he could finally be recognized.

Yet it all changed the day of the bomb.
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