The Journalist | Miles Upshur
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"Miles, Miles Upshur," he said quietly. "I just came here to investigate, I'm a reporter," though I noticed a spark of hesitation in his tone, I decided to trust him for now. Looks like I'm not the only journalist dumb enough to come here willingly. "And to answer your question, I wish I f*****g knew." He laughed nervously, but it didn't last long.
"How long have you been in here?"
"Like thirty minutes max, and I've already been thrown through a window and seen more corpses than a coroner would see in their life." It was weird how he could remain calm as he told me that, I felt for him. I could only hope I wouldn't experience what he already had.
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TW // violence, gore, bad language, sexual assault references - read at your own discretion
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