The Lies Between the Lines

The Lies Between the Lines

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-This is my first story so pardon any errors in it or plot holes, but please enjoy!- [The end of the world is near, the destruction of humanity all because of a secret experiment the Government kept from the world. Will the world die off or will some unlikely group of people save it all?] CHARLES' POV "H-Hello? Is anyone there?" A man on the screen blared to life on every television set, and even in the radio, full of static but still able to show him. His eyes were filled with fear, his face was covered in blood and a small cut along his cheek. He seemed to be hiding behind some unknown horror that couldn't be seen. "Please, don't change your channel, just listen to me. Your life isn't real, this world isn't real." He looked behind and faced the crowd again. "This world is all fake. Your lives are fake. I'm Charles Jefferson and I used to work for the Genesis Project. My job was to help build cures that affect our society today. I made hypothesises of how to cure them, studying their chemical formulas and components, making sure that what I did helped people. I wanted to help, that's all I wanted to do was help. But I've discovered something horrible.. Everyone, everyone who was born had a clone.. These clones, they're being used as guinea pigs. Every disease known to man is being tested on them, and new weapons used for military issues. Even used as an army for the government. It was all meant to help everyone but they've gotten put of control. They've gained intelligence of what they are, what they were made to do. They know of your freedom, they want to take it from you. So far alone, they have killed 23 of our scientists, security members, and anyone who they come in contact with. Stay away from cities, those will be the first places to be dead within hours of their escape, stay away from the cities. Just-" Before he could continue, the screen became pure static. his screams could be heard, as well as the sound of something being dragged away.
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