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Toxic Taint
CDC Building
Tone: 11:00am
Alice sat on the roof of the building, enjoying the soft sunlight falling upon her face. She'd changed appearance with her mood, honey blond hair and soft blue eyes.
Closing her eyes, she laid back, spreading her arms wide.
Such a beautiful day. Quiet, except for the ever so faint sounds of the Boston.
With a wry smile, Alice took hold of one of the viruses she'd released a cure for: the common cold. Great at adapting, many different strands already existing, and she'd broke it down to it's core. A few bacteria modified by her were able to combat the virus into Oblivion, much better than simple white blood cells.
But she didn't want any bacteria or virus to be gone for good.
Humming along to a song she'd heard on the way over, Alice began manipulating the basic virus that was the common cold at its core.
She imagined this was what a painter or a sculpture felt like. Shaping something simple into something unique, complex, different.
Opening her eyes, Alice smiled. By the end of the morning she'd be done with this virus. A masterpiece, as all her work was.
Standing, Alice went back inside, swinging over the edge of the roof into the open window of the Administration Office.
Her office.
As she sat in the fancy chair, placing her feet on the mahogany desk, her hair turned black and her eyes hazel.
Now it was time to wait for a response to her letters.