Judith hides behined a desk of the labritory. Judith: Dammit. Many vials and other items fall of the shelves as the entity kills the other agents. Judith is out of options, no ammo, no meds, no way to get a radio signal through the layers of cement. She looks over to a vial filled with a colorful and stange moving liquid. You notice her looking at you. through your glass prison.
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1Takashi Oramoto
11/05/2025