The End Pt. 3 He leaned back in the chair staring, pleased, at the numbers flashing before him on the screens. It appeared that his effort has paid off. Everyone was finally stabilized, and responding well to the antivirus. Vital signs were strong (or strong enough). At this rate, he might even see some of them regain consciousness.The End Pt. 3 by Lady-Dragon-Rider
Percy was very satisfied with himself. It wasn’t often he was able to practice so many different types of reconstruction. And the virus had been something else. Really a biological wonder of its own, and in its weaponized form…. He couldn’t suppress a smile from his lips. What a puzzle it had been. What a joy to finally crack the code. Really it was a shame it was all over now. He probably wouldn’t have the opportunity to face such a challenge for years to come.
The machines in front of him beeped. Something was going on with the patients. He called up th
The End Pt.2 Things seemed to be moving in slow motion as the panic inside her subsided. There was no air. Not here.The End Pt.2 by Lady-Dragon-Rider
She heard a muffled crash. Then another. Small cracks of light reminded her of something back home. Not stars… not the city…
Another crash, and suddenly Anne’s slow world was forced into motion. Crashing, swirling, and dragging her along with it. Everything she had ever known about swimming, even the knowledge of if she was capable or not, flew from her mind as she struggled to remain conscious, and get her head up.
She was slammed against a hard smooth surface, and suddenly found that she could move. Her basic instincts kicked in and Anne thrust her head above the surface of the water spluttering and gasping as her lungs tried to get as much air as possible.
The water around her subsided from a rushing wall to small st
Chapter 1: SerendipityThe [nameless] Short StoryChapter 1: Serendipity by Madama-Dudette
Molly Murnberg lived exactly 2 miles outside Scarborough, Yorkshire Dales. She absolutely hated it. There was nothing there. It was like what she imagined living in a suburb of New York would feel like. So close, yet so far away. The only thing was, Scarborough was NOT so great. Definitely not.
Molly, dear! Go to the Quick Stop and get your Aunty some advil, now would ya! It was a statement not a question. Why did Molly always get interrupted everytime she had the smallest amount of free time? Why? Molly grabbed some money from the cookie jar, and left (guess what the money jar holds).
As Molly headed past the old junk yard, she reminded herself that she didnt have anything better to do, right? She had no homework (luckily), and the only person she hung out with (Georgia) was visiting her grandmoth
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