Killing the Creator (part 18)

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My thoughts were interrupted by Al’s harsh whispers from the inside.

“Spruce!” He sounded quite tense- like he’d messed up something.

Oh shit. Not again.

I hurried in. The Creator was still asleep, thank god, but Al looked like he’d seen a ghost. He was clutching his left arm, the syringe lying half-empty on the floor at his feet.

My hand automatically clapped over my mouth.

“Did you…”

“Yes. Now hurry.”

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Killing the Creator (part 11)

Hello, people. My exams are over and I’m back. Feel free to scream with joy and shed tears of happiness. *Senses you staring at the screen incredulously* I’ll come back when you’ve composed yourself.

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Killing the Creator (part 10)

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I was stunned into immobility for a few moments, my sweaty hands clutching the papers, my eyes fixed on the shelf before me. My whole face pulsing with my racing heart, I turned around to find a balding man in a blue shirt and sepia pants frowning at me. Either the lab assistant or the peon.

I gulped. “Yes- yes sir?”

“I said what are you doing here so early in the morning without a teacher?”

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