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Thirty-Four

Private Lab

Ovic Incorporation

Noon

Dayo held his head in his hands. The migraines ground into his temples have got worse. It was the kind that stopped all other traffic in the brain, as if suddenly all had met with red lights. His vision blurred as he tried to concentrate on the simulation of the RNA structure of the virus. He tried shaking the pain off, but it only grew worse. He wobbled as he got to his feet. 

He needed to find the cure. Time was running out. A glass of Lucozade Boost would rejuvenate him. All he needed to do was walk to the other side of the room. He took a step forward and lost the colour from his face. It was as if his heart had suddenly stopped beating and all the blood had run down into his boots. Then with another step forward, he crumpled like a puppet suddenly released of their strings.

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