The Start of Anarchy (Part One)

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Chris

I look at Paul who is now sleeping like a man who was drunk. I think to myself,"Im gonna go across the street and eat a good burger. All the suspense in this frikin' room is driving me crazy."

I creaked the entry/exit door open and slipped the keys into my narrow pocket.

I walk into the restraint with a scrawny look on my face because of how I shocked I was of how tacky this place was. The menu above the cashier area was dangling from the wall behind the man on front of me.

"Sir, can I help you," the man asked me.

"Uh sure. I'd like the Xtra Large cheeseburger and a side of fries. Also a Coca-Cola," I directed the man.

The cashier typed in the numbers and spat,"That'll be fifteen dollars siiir."

I threw him the money found a table and sat down. As I eat my cheeseburger I see rubble falling off the lab threw the glass window on front of me. Uh oh.

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