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Wearing a white lab coat, an old man stood inside the futuristic laboratory, furiously pounding he keys on a dark black plastic keyboard. After pressing Enter he stopped and stared up at a tubular chamber, the thick glass was too foggy to tell what was on the other side. The man looked to his right and nodded to another scientist, this one only in his mid-twenties. The second scientist typed in the word aurora into a keypad that was nailed to the wall. Then both men looked at the tube in suspense.
Part of the glass slid out and moved over to the side, a bit of orange liquid spilled out onto the hard white floor. Inside what looked like a young boy stood. He had an expression of extreme pain on his face. Small, wet tears slowly crawled down his cheeks. Both of his hands clutch his head and he screamed in agony. The tube behind him was ripped out of the ground and thrown into the wall a few metres behind it. The desk in front of him pushed forward into the wall, killing the old man who had been sitting on the other side. The younger man turned to run but before he could he was launched backwards, smashing through a panel of glass and falling to the streets 14 stories below. Then the entire building began to shake, the walls were collapsing.
A huge crowd had gathered around outside. The city of the future looked normal except a lot of it was coated in metal and there was a 3 kilometre thick dome of pure titanium steel over it. The roof of the building exploded, the still screaming young boy was now soaring through the air, when he was about to crash into the steel dome a force field in the shape of a bubble destroyed it. The boy flew off but acidic gasses began floating in through the hole he had left.

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The gasses had floated onto earth 30 years ago. On that fateful day all of civilization had been destroyed. Thanks to a lot of hard work the survivors had created a zone where there were no gasses. It was small but it was there only hope. The zone had been built right on the edge of the dome. The people on the other side were isolated from the people in the wasteland and knew nothing of the gasses. If that small station succeeded in drilling a hole all the way through it would save them all, sadly with no technology in 30 years they had barely dug half a foot.
While the horrible gasses were fatal to most humans, some were immune to it, why? Nobody knows, however those few people were the only people who could venture out of the zone, which was already full to the brim.
His black boots quickly pulled him across the barren desert of a home they lived in. John was racing across the wasteland because the previous night they had heard noises and he was sent to investigate. It was a long journey but he persevered. He could do more than the average person could because the gasses altered the creatures that lived in it. One of the most noticeable creatures that were changed was the wolf. They had thought wolves had died out but after Johns trek he saw one. The new creatures were enormous dogs and would prove a tough challenge even for the superhuman survivors.
When John saw the giant, furry, white beast he had confidence, he had survived the last 30 years in that living hell, he could last another fight. He ran up to the mutant and prepared himself to attack but before he could a huge, strong paw swept him off his feet. He hit the ground hard; he tried but couldn

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Thu Jun 09, 2005 5:42 pm
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Awsome story! 9.5/10! Gr8 details and descriptions of John's feelings.


Thu Jun 09, 2005 11:16 pm
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The fall seemed to take forever, according to his mind he should have hit ages ago, he opened his eye and looked around, he was being suspended in the air once again. He looked over at the creature his father had created, the creature that had killed his father. The deadly creation was giving him a curious look, it slowly dropped him to the ground. To protect himself John turned and began running away, he wasn't exactly sure why, but now he felt this fellng that he couldn't let himself die, as he began running he was pulled back towards the psychic man, his feet skidding along the dirt. There was a loud clap from somewhere off to Johns right, he saw the creatures eyes dart over, then he blinked and both of them vanished.

John saw a spiraling whirl of colors, it made him want to throw up, when it was done he found himself and the creature standing in a foresty area. It was incomprehendable for John, for almost all his life his entire world had been a desert wasteland. Now he was in a lush green forest, he could see a bustling city off in the distance and an ocean beyond that. Oceans, forests, cities, it was incredible. Then he though, "This is how it must have felt when we broke through the dome. Wait, the dome, did we break through the dome?" He looked around again, he spotted a huge mountain, it was a landmark in his past, "How long ago was the dome destroyed?" He then noticed everything was low-tech, and then he had a final thought. "Has the dome even been built yet? Did that thing bring me back through time?" He looked at the creature. The creature was a young man, probably about as old as John, he had white skin and short black hair. The creature was just standing there, starring at the mountain. John was lost in his mind, trying to figure out what happened, what was happening, and what would happen. He was snapped out of his trance by shouting. He jerled his neck around and saw a young man, a man that looked a lot like him. The man was shouting at him, John couldn't make out what he was saying. The man pulled out a gun and fired a shot. Johns eyes shut, his arms bolted up and he breathed in, the bullet shot right up to him but then disintegrated. He opened his eyes, he could feel a psychic grip around him, the creature had created a protective bubble. He looked at the creature. The creatures eyes shot open and John spun around. He jumped back at what he saw.

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