Immortal Cravings
“It’s open.
“There should be a small panel in the back, you will need the code. It is 11 05 1993.”
Hey… wasn’t that my birthday?
Punching in the code, the door sprung open, exposing the small box and I dragged it out. Opening it, bright bullets sat inside, filled with blue liquid and I frowned. “What are…?”
“Daylight. In a bullet. They are ultraviolet rounds Marley. Grab the gun with the blue grip, it is designed for them.”
Looking around, the small gun was sitting to her left and I grabbed it. Dropping the magazine out, I wedged the phone between my ear and shoulder. Quickly loading the rounds into the magazine, I shoved it back into the gun and cocked it.
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