“It was unlike anything he had ever experienced. The pain seemed to stab at him from the inside out. His organs felt like they were shutting down. Everything hurt and there was nothing he could do, but suck it up.”
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“He wriggled around on the floor and twisted into weird contortioned shapes, as he screamed in pain. He wondered what was happening to him. Why was he feeling such great pain? Was it from his cancer? Did it finally come to claim him?”
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“Whatever it was in that serum was eating away at him from the inside.”
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“He still did not have a home or a job and, frankly, he did not want one. He preferred living free, as he did. It was like living off the land, the way they did in the old days. That’s how he saw it.”
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“In reality, he was living off of his victims. He stole purses, broke into cars, robbed people that were coming out of the subway, and did a lot of shoplifting. He was like a human parasite, which was ironic considering what was going through his body this very moment.”
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“There was no surprise they would feel leery about being injected by anything else he had to offer, considering what they were currently experiencing.”
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“He slipped out quietly and closed the door. The screams were immediately silenced. At last, he was able to breathe, again.”
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“It was incredible how silent it was in the main laboratory, compared to the madness he just escaped.”
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“He placed his ear against the door and listened, but he could not hear the screams. It never occurred to him that the door and walls were soundproofed. How utterly convenient, he thought.”
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“There was no time to worry about using the same syringe on all ten men. He figured guys like them were used to sharing needles anyway, so what did it matter?”
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