Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

After wandering around all afternoon, Phil was ready to head back to his room when he bumped into someone coming the other

way. His observation skills were sharp, and he instantly recognized the person as someone who had bumped into him before.

He had investigated all the recent deaths, and among them were six individuals from Windhelm. That was curious because

Windhelm folks were rare in these parts, but to have six appear in one month was beyond unusual.

He knew he had to inform Philip and urge him to be on guard, but the collision left him feeling woozy, as if he had inhaled

something. lan's drugged concoction was potent, meant to muddle the senses for days on end.

What lan didn't realize was that Phil had grown up in a research base, rendering him immune to most chemicals.

Shaking off the disorientation in mere seconds, Phil grabbed lan's arm with a swift motion. lan, quick on his feet, kicked Phil away

and vanished into a crowd dressed in hazmat suits.

Phil hit the ground, clutching his aching chest. He quickly got up, eyes red, and went to find Philip.

"Sguy just drugged me. My head was spinning for a few seconds, but he doesn't know I grew up in the lab, immune to all that

stuff."

Philip's eyes lit up slightly, a smirk forming on his lips, "Find out anything else?"

"Yeah, Philip. There's a strange number of Windhelm people dying off lately. The research base is usually filled with faces from

North America or Astronia. Hardly any Windhelmers. But this month, six of them kicked the bucket. Pretty odd, huh?"

lan was in their

by Philip's reaction, asked curiously,

the shoulder, "I do

spirits lifted Phil's mood

moved away, inspected the vial

to make

initial attempt had faltered, and with Philip mostly confined to his own room, Phil

wall, his gaze darkening. He suspected he had

clue that lan

ground tremble. He hadn't noticed it when

up from the soles of his feet, sending shivers down

lab, where Sarah was already waiting, her

placed the vial aside, "The drug didn't work on Phil. Seems he's immune. Doctor, I felt the ground shake. There's a high

explosives go off inside the base, it might trigger it. Should we give

nature, human efforts

aware of

week or just a few days. If they detonated the bombs

by nightfall. Who would survive

officials were woefully unprepared for earthquakes, and with the recent disease outbreaks, a significant

into forsaken

her expression troubled. No one could guarantee survival against a natural disaster.

agree, Philip's voice suddenly

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