The Last Strain

The Last Strain

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"patient 20245, state your case." the doctor stared blankly at the man sitting in a white and blue checkered hospital gown. "i... i saw a figure. a figure who did not seem human." he was sweating profusely as he tried explaining what he saw. a rogue doctor working at a psychiatric facility in New Jersey was journeying through the Pine Barrons when all of a sudden, she came across what appeared to be a marijuana plant. her interest peaked, she took the plant home and eventually smoked it a while later. when smoking the plant, she set up a camcorder in front of her as she had never seen this specific kind before. she packed the pot into a pipe, took a lighter and inhaled, releasing her finger from the pipe to let the smoke fill her lungs. with a long exhale, she sighed before coughing heavily. "patient 20245, what else?" "she... she appeared to be skin and bones... and he also looked like Dr. Smith... but... undead." The doctor began coughing more and more, turning blue in the face and red in the eyes. he began experiencing extreme rage, hunger, and a strange craving... flesh.
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tw- Drug abuse, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, smut, abuse, substance abuse, underage smoking, neglect. (-------------------------------------------------) After a few minutes of silence I break it. "Do you remember me?" My voice is quiet, I don't want to disturb him if he's in a bad mood but I really want to know if he knows who I am. "I remember everything faggot." His head is leaned back on the bench and he blows out his smoke. I hand him back the joint after few hits of it. "So you know who I am?" "Yes I know who you are Molly." I wrote this when I was 15, also im rewriting this once I finish reading it

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