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Weekly Contest #349
The infection began as a silent, cruel thing. It began slowly, eroding the body before it tarnished the mind. The cruelness came from knowing your fate, when the second you see that tell-tale sign of sickness and knowing there was nothing you could do. Nothing you could do, except watch yourself die, that is. I first noticed it on the back of my hand. I had just put my baby down for a nap, and went to lovingly stroke her cheek when it caught my eye. It was as if a bucket of ice had been suddenly dumped over me, a loud whining beginning in my...
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