soapeth idea...
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Thread Topic: soapeth idea...
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Thara quickly gathered herself and ran off once again towards the glowing lights of the city. She couldn't help but wonder how the government never found them when they were practically living right in their backyard.
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Half curious, she followed Thara to the city.
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There was a small scanner int the doorway. I placed my hand on it, and the series of locks clicked and opened, letting me put in the code and open the heavy metal door. Even though it looks abandoned, this place was renovated by the Others. I entered and walked down the hall.
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Thara hid behind the builing's edge and then ran down the street to the old abandoned orphanage that The Others used as their headquarters. She'd heard rumors that the girl might be visiting there soon.
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Amythest stared at the building. "So, you must be as curious as I am..." She whispered.
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In the command I was forwarded to the hospital. I was the unofficial head doctor. I would lead operations and special procedures. If I was forwarded to the hospital, that could only mean that more people were converting to the Others. I would usually be assigned to remove the Nole from their skin.
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bbl, gotta take care of some stuff
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Thara slipped in the back entrance and went up to the front desk, placing her hand on a reader. Once she was Okay-ed she headed down the hall towards where the girl was walking.
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The doctors welcomed me as I entered. I didn't reply though. There was no time to waste. I washed my hands, put on gloves, and took my signature "Beakknife" operating tool. No modern technology could remove the Nole, and the patient couldn't be asleep or unconcosious, so we had to do it the old fashioned way. Carving it out.
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Thara opened the door to the room where the doctor's were in. She approached the girl and held out her hand. "Please, I'll do ANYTHING, pay as much as you ask, just please get this out... I'm one of The Others... but they couldn't get mine out."
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There was line of patients, but I knew that this one would have to be the first. If the government knew she had was one of the Others, they could kill her using the Nole in a jiffy. I put on my glasses and sat her in a chair with a special pillow for the hand.
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Thara sat in a chair and rested her hand on a special pillow as they instructed. She wondered what they would think when they pulled up her sleeve and saw the numerous scars from her countless attempts of removing the Nole.
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"This is going to really hurt." I warned her, pulling up her sleeve and positioning the Beakknife.
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"I've been ready for the past 8 years," Thara replied, determination setting in. She was finally getting this damned thing out. She wasn't about to back away.
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"Alright." I whispered, slowly feeling out the wires beneath her skin, and making small cuts to know where to cut later on. Then, after the shape was formed, I thrust the knife deep into her skin, and began to slice away at it.
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