I was informed I had three minutes to stop the detonation, and my heart basically dropped. How was I supposed to get down to level three (level four got contaminated as well as five). Then I remembered the tunnel like ladder that went through all of the ladders, where lab animals sometimes tried to escape. I had to go through there up to level three and try to avoid the injections that get shot, that try to hit me. I was making my descent to level three and I felt almost confident I could do this. I didn't know I wasn't very confident until the first injection shot towards me.
The injection missed me, then I suddenly got mad because this was supposed to be state of the art equipment. I mean really, I have better aim than that machine. Before I was angry, right when I saw the injection fly past me I got frightened because I realized it really was trying to hit me, to stop me. I was almost to level three and one injection had gotten me and made me feel extremely tired, but I continued. Right as I was about to open the door another darn injection nailed me in the leg, I felt a million pounds heavier than before. I still continued, fighting through the pain to the sub station. I got a lot of weird looks on the way to the sub station, and I tried to ask for help but everyone thought I was a freak of nature. I finally had made it to the station but I passed out. Later once I gained consciousness I was rewarded with happiness of my team mates saying I saved the day with 34 seconds left to go. I was informed that the oxygen flow through the building would have been cut off at 30 seconds left to go. I guess I really was a hero that day, and the organism turned out to have transformed into a benign form that will disappear into the atmosphere.
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