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Brittany: Part 1

“President Whitefield stated in a press confress on Tuesday that he was doing all he could to contain and control Strain 7. The president also wanted to make it clear that all citizens of North Carolina, are indeed under evacuation. In other news-” Brittany cut off the anchorman’s monotone voice with the click of the remote.

All that he could do? All that they could do was what killed Noah and Dad? All that they could do was what made her a freak and killed off all of her best friends? Brittany picked up the remote and threw it in anger at the television.

She brushed the dirty blond hair from her green eyes and stormed out of the house. Outside, sirens blared, people screamed and theives ran. She saw a skinny bearded man run by, arms filled with raw meat. “Hey, Carson!” He stopped and turned to her. “Oh, hi brittany. Big robbery at Henry’s deli. Good stuff.” he stuttered. She shook her head at him as the man took off.

Brittany breathed in before flying off into the evening sky.*

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