Wilbur POV.
I find myself to be skipping alongside rocks, much bigger than my own size, humming, "Romance is boring." Until, I'm being dragged away, by men, who seemed to be wearing protective clothing and masks. I wonder why?
I kick and yell, as people stare, not caring to help. All I could do now, was let them drag me away.
I quietly sob, for no knowledge on where I was headed.
One of the men, a smaller man, with glasses, has a needle, and injects some, I assume...Sleeping liquid into my body, which quickly started affecting me. I felt horribly drowsy, and weak. I close my eyes, to be taken to a place, of no happiness, and despair.
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Quarantined
HorrorInspired by: The scorage. By Jennifer. A. Nielsen. Wilbur ends up being dragged away, by men with no knowledge on where he's headed. The leader claims, he has a deadly disease, that needs to be contained, but...The disease it not true. Wilbur, Georg...
