Optical Extinction

Optical Extinction

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A contagious disease has started to spread in the city of London which has effected a countless number of the population in its own different aspects towards the humans. Throughout the world people are starting to panic as hundreds of loved ones drop dead right in front of natures eye. Many people have been forced to go into full lock down or they were transferred to an underground shelter. The medically qualified people were the only ones who could go out and investigate the upper land, with their full kitted out gear; it looked like they where wearing astronaut suites just to go out side. But now the outsides are dangerous, as far as we know as soon as we set a foot on the other side of this huge metal door we are all dead. Well that's what we've been told; how do we know that the medical staff aren't lying to us? 7 years have gone by and we have been stuck in the dark for so long people are starting to doubt the medical professions and wonder what actually is it that their doing up there. So far they have named the disease Opticalextinction Disease. Yes they showed us pictures of what happened to the deceased; their eyes start to swell up; then the blood vessels start to pop inside your eyes: the worst is still to happen, white foam explodes out of their defunct orbs. ⁸ The force from the explosion is enough to damage the brain; whether it made your brain have internal bleeding to activating a cancerous tumour in your cerebrum. If you don't die instantly the radiation will slowly take over your body and dispose of it after it has fed upon your insides. But now they have found something and they are not going to tell or show us what they have found. People are starting to go missing and nobody cares about the ones that go missing or wonder why they suddenly disappear. But I do. We are a dying breed and I want to fight to find the answers I seek and deserve. Did all the people die who got effected by the disease or are there survivors.
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