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Sorry. Been on a lazy streak and kinda busy these few weeks. Don't know when i'll continue but i'll do it when i do it. Will let you guys know. Sorry.
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December 29, 1999.
The end is approaching. The world waits anxiously for the turn of the millenium. They do not know what is about the befall them. I'm working away anxiously trying to find a way to counter this disease. I'm close...real close. But somehow the effects of the cure is only temporal. It somehow neutralizes the bacteria from mutating the DNA strands for a short period of time. So far i've managed to lengthen the period from ten seconds to a mere five minutes. It's not enough. If I just have more time to carry out more tests. But the clock is ticking. So far only the few people who were involved in that experiment knows about this. Even the government who sponsored us is in the dark, but they won't be for long. All of my partners are dead, save two of us - Michael and me. But it's only because he backed out from all of this and to think I trusted him. He was supposed to help us find a cure, but he ran away. It won't be long before he rats us out to the authorities. The only way is to find a cure and pretend none of this ever happened. I managed to make the others' deaths seem like accidents. But only I know what really happened to them - what they all became.
This journal is all I have to keep me sane. I have no one to talk to, not since Kara left me. But for the sake of science and to save the world from a certain doom, sacrifices have to be made. The world is unfair.
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