Antidote Novels & Stories

Daddy found out one thing from observing the antidote and hearing all your reports: "Bastian rubbed his chin with his forefinger and thumb. "The antidote functions similarly to a tranquilizer, as it contains high concentrations of common tranquilizers." It can't fight or paralyze the chaos created by the chip. But it can suppress the emotions and heavy pressure in Olivia's brain," said Bastian. "Indirectly, Olivia will get lost in all the enjoyable things, forget all the painful things, and make her mind tense and think hard. But on the other hand, the drug will create a new memory in Olivia's brain," explains Bastian.

She took a slow breath, steadying her thoughts before speaking again. “I’m not sure,” she admitted honestly, her voice calm but firm, “but it is most likely the antidote.” Mira leaned forward slightly.“What do you mean, ‘most likely’?” Aurora’s eyes sharpened. “The antidote is not a chemical substance,” she said slowly, making sure every word landed, “but a DNA.” The table went quiet again. Thomas blinked.“What are you saying?” Rhea shook her head slightly, confusion evident on her face.

Her eyes followed the trail of blood leading down the corridor, then settled on the shattered remains of the vial near her feet. She knelt, picking up the small glass label. **Antidote A.** The 'A' lingered in her thoughts. Why not just “Antidote”? Was there a B? A C? Her stomach twisted. She turned it over. Tiny print lined the underside of the label—nearly invisible. Something handwritten. She squinted and brought it close to the light. One word. Test. Her breath caught. Test? Why would an antidote be labeled “test”?

Dana nodded but scrunched her eyebrows “If you have the antidote why is your face flushed? Ben, take it as a mad dog biting…. But please don’t let anything happen to you.” “Wife, I am fine.” Ben couldn’t bear to see the tears streaming down her face and could only explain. “The antidote couldn’t take away the full effects only cancel the effects of oxidative stress as for the rest, I will have to relieve myself.” “Oh…” Dana blinked as she sobbed “How?” “Would you believe me if I said by looking at my beautiful wife?” Ben asked with a roguish grin. “Um.” Dana nodded, wiping her tears away without really registering what he said.

“Antidote.” “Oh, I haven’t told you, have I?” Eden asked, bending and then grabbing the man’s hair to pull him up. “There is no antidote for this drug.” “No.” The man’s eyes widened, looking at him with fear. “NO! Every drug has an antidote! You are lying!! There is not a drug without an antidote!” “But you’ve never even heard of this drug before,” Eden said smugly. “How do you know this has an antidote or not?”

“I know, alright? He’s awake now.” There’s a pause. “And the antidote? You gave it to him?” Antidote. The word slams into me like a brick. I freeze, the smile dying on my lips. “The what?” “The antidote,” the man repeats, slower this time. “The sedative you used to knock him out? It’s a neuro-blocker. It suppresses wolf senses, and if left too long, it could mess with his equilibrium. You need to give him the reversal dose within twelve hours. I told you this.”

Her sweet voice called over. Just as soon she opens the door she screams to the top of her lungs. I could mentally see shiva covering her ears from the scream the came for her. She pulled me into a big hug and I returned the same hug. My uncle comes running out of the room to see " what wrong ? " hearing the panicking in his voice. His face broke out into this chester cat smile when he saw me "Katrina we didn't know would come home for the girl's birthday , yes we expect to phone call or video call ". I shrugged "I couldn't miss their 18th I knew it was coming up months ago " I said as we walked over to the couch "and knew it was important to them that I be here" I took off my jacket before

the woman murmured. Recently, her stomach seems to be hit by something. Every Fiona filled her with any food or drink, always regurgitated. Fiona only knew if her ulcer recurred, so she took some medicine to neutralize her stomach acid. However, everything is in vain. The female placed the pen next to the document. Her head has been dizzy since just now. Not because of thinking about some ongoing projects in the company, but rather because of something turbulent from within her. Fiona moved off the chair, headed for the bathroom, and spit out all her guts there.

The words strike harder than any bullet could. I lower into a chair, pressing my palms against my face. “She has cancer and it's terminal. She’s been fighting with everything she has for as long as I can remember and...” I drag my hands down my face and stare at him. “And she’s been swallowing poison all this time? Every day?” The doctor looks horrified. “That is… unforgivable.” “Is there an antidote?” My voice sounds broken. “There is no direct antidote,” he admits. “Treatment usually involves activated charcoal, gastric lavage and ventilatory support. But given her state...” His voice drops. “There is little to be done. The da

Grayson stormed over to the hunter, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him off the ground. “Why did she pass out? What the hell is happening?” Grayson asked impatiently, his voice filled with desperation. “Th…That’s how the antidote works. Please! Give her a few minutes, she’ll wake up!” “That’s how it works, huh?” Grayson repeated, tightening his grip around the hunter's neck. “Yes, I swear! The antidote is fighting the poison and that's why she passed out. She will wake up soon,” The hunter said through a muffled breath.