Plague.
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, Oct 11, 2019
"Mommy! Mommy, wake up!!" The small boy sat in the middle of the cloud of smoke.. Green smoke... Clutching the skeletal hand of what was once his mother "Mommy!!" He cried when a tall man emerged from the smoke "We've got a survivor!!" He called, picking the child up, the boy still holding the hand of his mom "Let me go! Mommy! Help me!!" He screamed, the man cried out "Ah! Damn it!" He began running, putting the boy in a truck. The boy cried the whole way, never heard from again.. Until now.
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