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... e desk, I brushed my fingers against the small syringe I had brought out of my bag earlier.
I was twirling it in my hand, waiting for the right time to mix it with the compound in front of the desks. It’s either the blood component spreads to everyone in this class or allows us to carry out our plans.
I waited. Miss Linda’s voice filled the room, and the attention of every student was fixed on her; some scribbled notes. No one could even notice anything happening at this moment, ...
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