Jan 15, 2021 19:51:27 GMT -5
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The scream was echoing through the afternoon. Atlas didn’t know what to do, his eyes went wide as he watched the individual yelling. A part of him wanted to dash out, but the wind was howling through the streets. His heart was racing, blood pumping and deep regret in his stomach. Why did he do this?
It reminded him of the day his brother died. The hours spent in the emergency room. The thought that he would never go down that path but life of crime wouldn’t leave him. A part of him understood the only thing he was good at was persuading other people to give him what was theirs. He was a smooth talker and used that to skate through school. Yet, studies bored the young man. He never cared for science or anything else so he manipulated people.
The day the virus hit was a horrifying day. He remembered watching people line up at hospitals and beg to get looked at. Atlas was confused as to what was happening in the world and didn’t know what to do. Yet, it was when his mother died from the virus that changed his entire perspective. He knew that he couldn’t stay in Seattle, every street corner reminded him of his family. They were gone now, memories of a life that no longer made sense to him so he got far away. Atlas moved to Lethford City and met someone that would change his life.
He spent his days attempting to convince others to give him what they owned. Atlas was good at it but he wondered why Kieran told him to get tested. His fear of hospitals was unbearable but this was a pop-up testing site in some residential area. How bad could it be?
The small trailer didn’t have very many people, he saw some young-looking guy there. When Atlas walked inside, he saw the person doing the testing and another who appeared to be rather distressed.
As he stood there, that is when things went very wrong. His eyes remained on the individual who appeared to be terrified. The woman doing the testing was trying to calm him down. His eyes scanned the room, he looked at the younger man but they didn’t stay there because at that moment the person started screaming.
“It’s true. I have it. Oh god, I am going to die!”
Atlas stepped back, his heart was racing and he couldn’t believe what he heard. His whole family had died of this virus and now that he was actually going to get tested, he was stuck in a trailer with some maniac.
The con artist felt his heart elevate. He wanted to run but the wind howling spoke another story. It had captivated them in this tiny trailer with someone literally losing their mind. He knew he couldn’t let this guy hurt the poor woman testing. Atlas wondered if the younger man there with him was going to help. At that moment, the guy screaming about having the virus grabbed at the woman and was pulling his own hair. That is when he decided he might want to act…
The scream was echoing through the afternoon. Atlas didn’t know what to do, his eyes went wide as he watched the individual yelling. A part of him wanted to dash out, but the wind was howling through the streets. His heart was racing, blood pumping and deep regret in his stomach. Why did he do this?
It reminded him of the day his brother died. The hours spent in the emergency room. The thought that he would never go down that path but life of crime wouldn’t leave him. A part of him understood the only thing he was good at was persuading other people to give him what was theirs. He was a smooth talker and used that to skate through school. Yet, studies bored the young man. He never cared for science or anything else so he manipulated people.
The day the virus hit was a horrifying day. He remembered watching people line up at hospitals and beg to get looked at. Atlas was confused as to what was happening in the world and didn’t know what to do. Yet, it was when his mother died from the virus that changed his entire perspective. He knew that he couldn’t stay in Seattle, every street corner reminded him of his family. They were gone now, memories of a life that no longer made sense to him so he got far away. Atlas moved to Lethford City and met someone that would change his life.
He spent his days attempting to convince others to give him what they owned. Atlas was good at it but he wondered why Kieran told him to get tested. His fear of hospitals was unbearable but this was a pop-up testing site in some residential area. How bad could it be?
The small trailer didn’t have very many people, he saw some young-looking guy there. When Atlas walked inside, he saw the person doing the testing and another who appeared to be rather distressed.
As he stood there, that is when things went very wrong. His eyes remained on the individual who appeared to be terrified. The woman doing the testing was trying to calm him down. His eyes scanned the room, he looked at the younger man but they didn’t stay there because at that moment the person started screaming.
“It’s true. I have it. Oh god, I am going to die!”
Atlas stepped back, his heart was racing and he couldn’t believe what he heard. His whole family had died of this virus and now that he was actually going to get tested, he was stuck in a trailer with some maniac.
The con artist felt his heart elevate. He wanted to run but the wind howling spoke another story. It had captivated them in this tiny trailer with someone literally losing their mind. He knew he couldn’t let this guy hurt the poor woman testing. Atlas wondered if the younger man there with him was going to help. At that moment, the guy screaming about having the virus grabbed at the woman and was pulling his own hair. That is when he decided he might want to act…
[attr="class","TAG"]Atlas Lei & Thomas Moore
