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So this was it. This was the day that everyone was dreading. The day that the plague took over. Crying, screaming, dying. So much dying. Parents, children, whole families. Apartments with a single infected tenant being completely locked up to try and contain the disease. It was horrible. The infected lay everywhere, being eaten from the inside out, open wounds oozing bodily fluids. They'd cough up blood, among other gruesome things, and then... Death. They say people look at peace when they die, but here they didn't. Covered in cuts and blood and dirt, their life simply gone. My name is Dean Winchester, and I survived. **Hey! I hope you guys like this. It's loosely based on the book Eve, by Anna Carey. There's more to come!
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