The Plague

The darkness was cold and empty. There was no sound, sight, feeling or taste.

His body floated aimlessly and lonelily in this empty and dark space. His every breath was even and unperturbed, but there was something about that tranquility that was unnerving. It instilled a feeling of being a prey to a lurking predator.

His eyelids were too heavy to open, probably due to drowsiness, or something else he couldn't fathom yet.

Suddenly Nux's eyes snapped open, and his whole body twitched like electricity had just gone through it. His neck hair stood on their ends, and a tingling sensation was felt.

"That's all." A voice said.

Nux shot up into a sitting position and raised his fist, almost throwing out a vicious punch at the Mutant before him.

Martin flinched and subconsciously backed away. The last time Nux punched him, he had suffered internal damage and had to be healed.

This was the second time they were meeting, so Nux wasn't so surprised by his looks and was able to hold himself bac
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