At last, the long-awaited plague RP is finally here! Huzzah!
I guess I'll start it off.
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It had almost been a month since he left his old job.
A lone man, no older than twenty-five years old, stood outside a school building, gazing at it wistfully in the early-morning haze. There seemed to be something akin to regret in his eyes. No, not regret. Simply nostalgia. Matt sighed, and continued walking down the pavement until he reached a large, high-tech looking building with almost entire glass panels as walls. The new microbiology research center, and his new workplace. It stood before him, tall and formidable, glistening steel frame, concrete, and sparkling glass. He took a deep breath, hefted his bag, adjusted his red jacket for good measure, and walked straight in.
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Meanwhile, in a distant corner of the city, a young child is having a fever. He's burning up, and there's nothing his parents are able to do to cool him down. He shows symptoms of abdominal pain and insomnia. The child refuses to sleep. He begins to slowly go mad, like an infected dog with rabies. He screams and writhes in agony. He tears at his own hair.
Two days later, his lungs seize up. He's dead.