โ Scribed by Stark, Michael
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
The Fever struck hard and fast, rising out of the slums and claiming victim after victim. William Hill knew his chances of avoiding the virus sat squarely between slim and none. His one option seemed to be not if, but where he would die. The island had been one of the last and best times with his father. It seemed as good a place as any to die. He just didnะฒะโขt realize how good.
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