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It crawled towards me it's moss like molded fur shagging lightly my head spined as it grabbed my face and bashed it against the apartment wall, I hear Alex scream. I've never heard her scream.
Evan was already dead.
And now
As my teeth fall out and blood gushes,
I Thomas Canary the age of 26 was dead.
For the cruse of creation is fear.
I felt and warm and shaking I saw light bathe me as the warmth pool from my face like a waterfall of tears but thick and red
I look at Alex in my final moments as he cried
Slowly
But
Surely
Drifting away.
It was quiet. So quiet.
Then Suddenly it was loud.
A screaming baby,,? Wait no that's me?
Fuck.
The fuckin thing figured out the machine
there right on that day I was reborned.
..
My memories drift away fast as I slowly open my new eyes
??:"I'm going to name her eggy!"
Her??
,,,
The creature went with genetics.