The Survivors

The Survivors

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Fiction
Action and Thriller
Fear. Adrenaline. Pain. Shattered glass covered the floor. I was lying on the floor of a very tall building. The room was now empty of it's small little work desks, since all of them probably fell out the window when the disease broke out. I suddenly heard a monstrous groan from behind me that snapped me out of my thoughts and reminded me about what I was doing on the floor in the first place. I quickly jumped up just in time as the body jumped right past me and out the building. I slowly walked towards the edge of the building, certain that their would be more of them by the stairwell. I only had one option, and so I jumped. But don't worry, it didn't kill me.
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this story is about a scientist in Antarctica slowly losing his sanity I can feel the corners of my lips tug upwards and before I know it, I'm cackling. My laughter rings through the empty room, bouncing off the walls as I double over in hysterics. Despite the dire situation, I can't seem to stop. With each passing second, my giggles become more uncontrollable, more manic. As I catch my breath, I try to reassure myself. "Everything will be fine," I tell myself, punctuating my sentence with another bout of laughter. "Because, because!" I repeat, and my voice breaks into another round of giggles. But soon, my mirth turns to misery as my laughter becomes sobs. I collapse on my hands and knees, tears streaming down my face until they blur my vision. The tears burn my skin, adding to my anguish. I can't even cry in peace, can't even surrender to my despair without feeling physical pain. "Oh god, I ruin everything Johnny- I'm sorry!" I cry out, my voice cracking. "I'm supposed to keep care of you and I'm sorry! I'm so sorry Johnny!" I scream, pounding my fists on the cold, hard floor in frustration. It's no use. Nothing can save me. I feel my tears freezing on my face and I quickly dry them with the back of my hand. I crawl over to the fire, seeking warmth and comfort. But there's no comfort to be found.

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