Experiment 8.0

Experiment 8.0

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I grab the flashlight and pointed it at the soldier trying not to shake. His arm was extended out toward me. He's alive. "You... Need to get... Get out of this house..." He said, with blood coming out of his mouth, dying.
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"I almost wanted to laugh. Just lean back against the wall and bust a gut with gallows humor. From the destruction of all I held dear, wave after wave of the Living Dead, comrades as likely to give me a knife in the back as a helping hand, and then a demented A.I. that turns men into sex-batteries to feed her lust-crazed programming. Now, I'm alone, unarmed with no supplies, with a mass-murdering mutant ex-convict in the next room. And someone's been rooting around inside my brain..."

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