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Save Yourself

Save Yourself

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Area 72 is a highly secret government facility. inside, they have all the disease's known, plus a few that were specifically made in case of a biological war. What happens when it is broken into, and everyone inside is dead, and all of the virus's are stolen? People normally count on the president and the pentagon for these types of things. Only what happens when they don't know? Ian Lane was elected as President when he was just 21 years. Michelle Ford was always Ian's best friend, so it was no surprise that she was his secretary. Working together with the Pentagon, can they figure out what is going on...before its too late
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Years ago when Amercia was on the edge of property. The goverment created a organization to provide and help the benefit of the growing amount of children, to give a provided education and care that there parent, or hopstials couldn't provide. As the years went past the organization slowly become corrupt and lost sight of its goal as America fell. The organization became a horriable place of rumors and terror. The genreal public choice to turn a blind eye, as condition became even worse for the adults and hidden children outside. Until one day, there was a change, a change so drastic that no gun, no pill, no cell, no order could keep it in check. ---------------------------- "Welcome to the Bunk. . ." he stated dryly, staring into his empty cup as if what ever he just drank would magically appear again and make everything better. The happy, clean, bright illusion was ripped away, pulled out from under me like a bunk-mate would steal a extra blanket. Gone.

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