"And thats why they were chasing you right?" Erin asked Bryon as she followed Bigfoot out to the truck. Getting into the vehicle she climbed into the back of the cab and buckled her seatbelt. "I don't buy that your father created the exact antidote to the virus, especially if he was closet chemist. We should retrieve the antidote."
Kaelyn listened to the conversation until she got into the truck as well. Then she turned glaring at Erin with a fury. "There's an antidote? Then why the hell is this even happening!" she shouted.
Taken aback at first Erin then frowned.
"Because the brats who broke into my lab caught the virus and ran," she answered coldly adjusting her glasses before returning her gaze. "We can't be expected to cure those who we don't have access to. Unfortunately once they've turned there's no hope."
~*The Surreal Sanctuary*~
This guild is a safe haven for the literate of Gaia. It is a hang-out where otakus, writers, readers, artists, and musicians can have fun.
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