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Tuesday 7 November 2017

Nano VIII

Michael knew he wouldn't be able to outrun them.
He reached into his pocket, took out the box and tossed it beneath a hedge as he hobbled into the next field.
He felt a sudden stabbing sensation in his back and collapsed to the ground, convulsing.
He saw boots approaching and heard the crackle of a walkie-talkie before he passed out.



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