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A Death
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The virus spread far and wide, eliminating everything that stood in its way. Symptoms were severe and no one was able to survive after a few days.
It was just death. Everywhere.
Blood dribbling down pale lips, sunken eyes with dark bags. There was despair in those eyes, dark pools of agony. Bloodshot eyes with crust lining the lashes.
It was hard to look at them, to look how far they've fallen.
There was no cure. Only swift death was the only mercy offered here.
Many had died but others were still sick.
Dying people.
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