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Poison in a Jar
“You know she’s poison, right? You let her out and we may as well all be dead”
“But, she looks so sad, so timid”
“That’s what she wants you to think, she’s getting in your head Tony”
Tony could do little but marvel at the figure, sealed in glass for who knows how long. But she must have been put there for a reason, the reason that the poison she carries needs containing. Yet, he couldn’t just leave her.
“Phil, you and the guys go ahead and I’ll catch you up; I want to take some more photo’s of her”.
Tony got to work on the jar. And with one mighty crack, the glass shattered.
She untwined herself. And stood for a moment, simply regarding him.
Tony was mesmerised.
“May I thank you?” The creature asked, as she came closer to him.
He could feel her breath entwine with his.
Then he simply just crumbled to the ground and died.
She then began her search – for the rest of them.
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