"(Caramel)..What happened to miss Farrae for her to react like this ?? To enjoy the sight of death cries and blood stained everywhere. She must have been through real hell..."
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In the middle of the fallen city, Farrae searched for the corpse of the fucker who fucked her. I mean, betrayed...Not fuck, fuck...Just so you got it....Anyway, Farrae stood amidst the buildings. She looked around. But all she found were teenagers head-less and old persons without their genitals.
"(Caramel)..Miss, why are the older persons genital-free ??? What exactly happened here !? So freaking weird, disgusting !!!"
"(Farrae)..Like I fucking know. Ask god, maybe it'll tell you. And stop following me."
"(Caramel)..Thank you for your sweet words, Miss. But okay, I'll go. See you.."
"(Farrae)..Yeah, yeah...Starting to shit with me this big asshole. I wonder why I didn't kill him..Well, he wasn't that bad.."
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With different goals in mind, they parted ways as easily as they met. Caramel went in search of the reason, this catastrophe took place. Whilst Farrae stayed in the city looking out for more of her exes corpse. She eyed every streets, avenues and inside building. But only useless corpses she found. And each time she met a dead, it was either a headless one or a genital less one. The mystery building around reached its climax when Farrae finally the fucker's body. She looked at the dead eyes, the mouth opened tongue-less. Before she started to enjoy herself, she realised that everything was intact. On one side, she was blissed to get an intact corpse of her fucker. She dreamt of everything she could do to it. Cutting his bladder, dissecting his stomach, opening his heart. The possibilities were numerous. And on the other side, she was strucked by the sight of the deead corpse being intact. Why did he not get eaten down or up ? He was perfectly intact. With no visible proof around to confirm some oher theories, she decided to take a look at his phone. She checked his message first and hallelujah...
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On the phone - Messages - Mary's text to the Fucker.
'This is our last time texting each other. The experiment fucked up. Things went out of control as you can see. Well, its all my fault. I aimed a bit too high. And now, I am alone and nearly dead...but you must be surely dead because you stopped replying to my message a long time ago. I'm so desperate.. But let's try this anyway...To everyone reading this message, my name's Mary Regard. I am a scientist who made the biggest discovery on earth, ~how to make contact with non-humans~. But as everybody saw, It didn't work out as planned. I wanted to present my excuse to you, the world. Now, try to survive. Bye bye..'
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"(Farrae)..Excuse me !!!! That Sucker Number Two did what ?!!!!!?!?"
To be continued.
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