I was in some over sterile hospital thing- WHY the hell?! "Ahem." Someone cleared their throat, I spun on my heals, finding myself face to face with some guy wearing a stethascope. "I see you haven't been properly aroused." He said in a monotone voice. What the hell was this guy saying? "Sir, I'm going to ask you to replace your shirt." He said, coughing once. I blinked. What? I looked down- OH SHIT! I rolled my head "What kind of a bloke doesn't tell a guy that kind of a thing?!" I inquired. Wow, my accent was a tad bit thick. "I see it speaks." A woman said walking into the room. "Tony- I said I wanted our test subjects to be au natureal." the woman said looking me up and down. What? Two tattoo's and three peircings? What was I doing wrong? "Does this sheila got somm'in against Aussi's?" I asked. The look that crossed that 'Tony' dudes face was impecabile; it was anger mixed with fear mixed with shock. "Let's just let this one go Tanya..." The bloke said, hesitating. "No. He's already been infected." She said icily. Infected? I thought. "Infected with WHAT?!" I demanded.
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