Colors Of The Storm

Colors Of The Storm

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Red on white. A doctor stands at the precipice of life, the nozzle of a Glock 17 pressed against his temple. Frightened gasps vaporize in the cool night air, reminding him of the final moments of passion they shared. His lover shakes, going down on both knees, as his world knocks even harder than his knees ever could. Their tears freeze. The clock ticks. The snow falls. He pulls the trigger. His lover screams. The world ends. Red on white. Here's how we got here:
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Dreamnotfound fanfiction George was listening to the news as he heard the reporter saying that a new virus had been spreading across the world, killing millions of people and yet, there wasn't a cure. Two weeks later he sat beside his mothers bed as she took her last breaths, she was the last one he had. He hadn't left the house since he first heard the news. An hour went by and he decided to go outside, the busy streets of London were completly empty. He had been living in silence for a week, he was sure that he was the only person to still be alive. He was sitting at a bench listening to the sounds of pure nature when he heard an unfamiliar voice behind him. "Out of all the people to be stuck on earth with. Did it have to be you!?" George turned around to see one of his high school enemies, Clay.

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