Tired fingers ran across the paper, carefullly tracing, carefully tracking their owner's place on the paper. The doctor pushed her tangled brown hair behind her hair as she read the words of the report over and over again. She couldn't concentrate, as she found herself reading the same sentence over and over again.
Her phone suddenly rang, casuing her to jump in her her office chair. She snatched it up quickly, using her bitten down nail to untangle the office line's cord from a pencil. She put it up to ear.
"Hello, this is Doctor Marjory Pallas."
The other person on the end didn't skip a beat.
"Doctor Pallas, it's Doctor Allen from Mercy Hospital."
Marjory felt her heart skip a beat. "Are the children?"
"Fine. Your Project Meta was in here with his sister. They're in DC. Library of Congress"
She put a hand to her heart. "Oh, thank god."
"Marjory, I need you to make sure they're alright. Our little friend called. One of them has just recieved a leathal amount of you know what."
Marjory took a breath. "It's my fault. I'll be there in ten."
"You know that might be enough time." Dr. Allen said in a warning tone.
"Cadmus isn't far. Project Meta was my fault. I'm going."
"Ah, and Doctor Pallas?"
"Yes?"
"Be careful."
"Always am."
HAHAHAHAHA I'M BACK!
Sorry for that, dear readers.
I'm rebooting the story, so IF YOU HAVE SUBMMITED AN OC, PLEASE RE-SEND THE FORM OR YOUR OC WILL NOT BE IN THE REBOOT. PM ME THE FORM. I REPEAT, PM THE FORM OF YOUR SUBMMITED OC AND ANY CHANGE YOU WOULD LIKE TO ADD.
If all the spots are not re-filled, I wil re-open the SYOC to everyone.
You have a time limit until July 30th at midnight eastern standard time
(That's new york time for all you non fancy hooligans)
If you want to learn more about Dr. Pallas, Cadmus, or Project Meta, please read my one-shot 'Mistakes I've Made'
See you real soon! Questions or concerns, PM me!
Peace and Mist,
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