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42 - feels like home
lara
“the world is going to be taking a turn for the better, and it will be all thanks to you and your pups.”
i said nothing in response to what he was rambling on to me as we sat in an all white room that had white everything. he had forced me to sit with him for dinner. i haven’t touched my food, it just was going to become cold and be wasted.
i didn’t know what was in it. it could be laced with poison or drugged.
“there will be less problems, less diseases, and a cure for cancer,” he said with a smile as he sliced a piece of his steak. “just less to worry about.” he winked at me as he placed a slice of his steak into his mouth.
everyone since i woke up has been telling me that i was so vital to this lab, and their rese
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