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@alichter says:

They’ll be dropped for you!

Noted for you!

a worried crease appeared between his brows, a small frown playing at the corner of his lips. sleep was important, after all. there was a small part of him that wondered if he could actually scold someone about their poor sleeping habits when he had bad sleeping habits himself. (but his were because of work! he had an excuse!) 

zombie apocalypse meme / @alichter

005.   our muses, who are strangers, run into each other in the pharmacy … and there’s only one bottle of antibiotics left.

Hisheadache seemed increased as seconds passing. Thomas had been unable toremained doing his previous job --- thinking about formula(s), thinking about amystery who could be solved in the nastiest way, thinking about the Maze’s plansand how the various doors were supposed to operated…he was tired. Never a moment was allowed for him to rest a little,the adults around him always wanted his brain to been stimulated --- maybe thiswas doing some good to his genius brain, since he had been recruit for his highintelligence however physically,emotionally he was at the end of the roll. In some ways, sometimes, Thomashoped they bring some TV, a video game, whatever --- for push away thedreadful physical experience he lived day after day. If only he could forgetthe entire world was in the top of his doom, bring by governments themselvesfor democratic control…

It had beentoo young at first for understood the meaning of these sentences, of whatWICKED told him. How some kids would able to repair something than humanity bring to itself, from adisease created by their own hands when solar flares were the cause of apowerful disaster? It was so much hard for them to already living people withthe burnt bread they needed to kill them too? Governments people killed hisparents --- his dad on the hand on the illness, his mother by been removed awaybefore she becoming like him…and he had to bend, apprehend, comprehend as a whole, the rules. Where his innocence go? What the hell will be some yearslater, as a man? A medical researcher who had helped humanity? A lonely child whohad to grow too fast?

Felt hisown body ready to faint, Thomas forced himself to carry some breathing’s exercises.Regardless of how painful he might feel, his work couldn’t take too much delay--- Grievers framework was enough for bring madness on him, with all the componentshe was supposed put on him, with all thetiny hope these monsters should bring. Why created such Hardships was soimportant? Why do they needed an experience like this for eradicate it?

Walkingslowly until the pharmacy’s room, he paused his hands on his forehand, lettingout a painful moan. His brain will explode if he didn’t find quickly something for easethe pain. Turned his attention all around him, a smile appeared when some medicamentwas here --- just in front of him, ready to be taken…only his eyes raise upinto an unknown person.

@alichter

“Calm down, you’re not dead or hallucinating.”