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The Precipice of Madness

It was a clean room, filled with the thick stench of nauseating medicine. Rows of medicla beds jammed in right next to one another. Inhuman screeches that felt like cries for help echoed across the rooms. rattling of metal soon followed as the people strapped to the beds struggled to break free as their skin flaked off slowly revealing the muscular tissues beneath while bleeding black blood profusely.

Alex walked straight ignoring the plight of his soldiers with clenched fist digging through his battle hardened hands. He went straight to the office on the left wing of the building labeled "Z". As he swung open the door he saw both Baldr and a young man with grey hair dressed form top to bottom in drab grey suit. He had a sly smile and his eyes narrowed like a fox as he greeted the new person inside the room. Baldr on the other hand just gave him a polite nod as fellow soldiers.

"Mr. Alex you're here. I take recovery magic was effective?" He asked as he flipped through the documents in
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