Uvogin Death Novels & Stories

She whispered under her breath, trying not to attract attention. “The real question is what did you do doctor?” he said, “Am sure you are familiar with the compounds Linagliptin and Indomethacin. In their natural state, they pose no threat to man but when treated with Sulphuric acid they become a deadly toxin. It was easy to slip a pill in the doctor's drink earlier this afternoon and brought him to his death bed,” he told her and she was reacting to every word with uneasiness. “I should have you arrested you sick bastard” she gnarled.

Not to mention Adam Godwin had only been nineteen when he died. For months after his death, the tabloids had speculated Adam was just a rich, privileged kid drunk or high on drugs driving a fast car he couldn’t handle. A boy who finally had the ultimate consequence. But when the toxicology report was finally released to the public, no traces of alcohol or drugs were found in his system.

But I believe she would learn the truth soon enough. After all, that wasn't just an ordinary USB. It was a dangerous one. And the contents inside could easily cost countless people their lives.

He seemed to be crying, repeatedly asking, "What happened? He had another week to live, how could he suddenly... suddenly die?" 'My ribs hurt so much. Doctor, you seem to be pressing hard on me. Are you giving me CPR? But... I'm in so much pain... Living hurts... Let me go...' I thought. Beep... Patient Klose Morgan died at 5 AM on June 1st at the age of 28. At the same time, the renowned Ingenuity Medical Research Lab received his body and cryopreserved it.

"Name: Mary Sean Ivanovich Age: 21 years old Cause Of Death: Fated Death Time of Death: 7:42 am." My mind was blank and I could only hear that voice of Gavin's. I couldn't feel anything else but after that, I seemed to be completely out of confinement. That's when I opened up my eyes. Gavin was still shaking. I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to say that everything was fine. That I accepted, that it was okay but I knew he wouldn't believe and I would just make myself tired. Besides that, I would make myself feel worse. Even if I force myself to say something, I can't do it. I have no choice but to smile at him to convey that it's okay.