The 7% |Under Construction 🚧 |
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  • Reads 679
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 54m
Ongoing, First published Aug 22, 2016
I've been plunged into boiling hot water and I was being cooked alive in the heat.

I was trying to grip onto the smooth walls of the pod but they were too slippery and  smooth for gripping onto, I feel my nails bend and rip off.

I want to scream but I can hear water rushing past my ears and my brain tells me it's not a good idea to scream.

I hold my breath, my eyes watering and drying back up under the boiling water.

My vision is blurry but i'm still desperately trying to grip onto the smooth walls with my nail-less fingers.

I know it's useless.

My hands keep sliding off.

My stomach is twisting, making me feel sick, I didn't want to drown.

I felt so helpless.

Because there was nothing I could do.
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In the year 2084 the birthrate was abnormally low, but in year 2086 the birthrate went back up and strangely created some abnormalities, 93% of the children had supernatural abilities- yes 93% only. The remaining 7% were either killed for being useless or were subjected to Project Zero Ability.
        
        A group of five are no exception to the word worthless, them being one of the first subjects to the Project Zero Ability- and quite possibly the last. 
        
        
        Probability of death: 97% 
        
        But that's alright, us five are- let's say- quite familiar with Death.
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