Chemical Letters
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A bundle off letters sit on the floor, soaked in foul smelling things, and stained with something that looks suspiciously like blood. We're all gathered around them, reading, trying to decide what to make of them. The "chemical letters" they're being called. Nobody knows where they came from, or how they got here. But I have a feeling that what's inside of them will shake our society to it's foundations.
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