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8/6/2021 2:32:11 PM
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Eat him. Jk
[i]Void looks at the kid with both pity and disgust. Inside their head an argument is raging[/i]
"Demon, there has to be something we can do! Look out how badly he's suffering!"
[b]"I can see that. Yet this is only one out of a city of hundreds of dying people. We can do nothing, if you'll take my advice you'll put him out of his misery."[/b]
"You know I can't do that."
[i]They ask the father if they know of anything that can be done.[/i]
English
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The father's eyes pop wide in gratitude, he thanks you with tears sopping his swallowed face. He asks that you take his son to someone with medical knowledge. A doctor, or nurse. He says they only recently emigrated and he knows no one
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Edited by 10 Piece Mcnuggets: 8/6/2021 3:35:14 PM[i]Void calls over the nearest first aid responder[/i] "Could you tell me where the nearest hospital is?"
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The Ambulance team is clearly afflicted, this problem is worse than you could have imagined, they scoop up the boy and ferry him off. The wretched stench of death sails in the smoke of burning bodies. You sense an urging to continue your patrol...
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[b]"We've done all we can. We should keep going."[/b] "I want to see what happens with him but... you're right. Let's keep going."
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Edited by Speaker: 8/8/2021 7:37:44 PMThe ambulance team hurries the boy off and the father follows. The stench of decay is heavy in the air ahead, you proceed on your patrol. The day is long and you see little outside of the endless lined streets of warning signs and painted marks "clean" "unclean" "quarantine" and "all dead". Nurses and emergency workers move between houses, and afflicted fight over scraps of food in the street. What wicked will imposed this disease? tbc...
