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To whoever may see this.
Warning: do not touch this paper.
Date of writing: June 27th, 2043
What do you think when you hear the word birthday? Do you think of parties? Cake? Presents? Your friends and family coming over? Not for me. For me all my birthday means is I just survived another year of hell. My birthday means one step closer to the end of the world.
I wasnt born, I was grown. I don't have a family, I don't have friends, and my only happy memories are being able to go to sleep at night. Every day for me was a nightmare, being tested, injected, and infected. My birth place was Xcore Medical Labs, grown by the people who claim they will save this world.
Since I was created, the scientists at Xcore have injected me with Biologically enhanced diseases, along with a special drug they developed that made me immune to every new disease. My body became a weapon, and my touch meant death. Every living thing that touched me would die. Humans. Animals. Plants.
Xcore is not the world's savior, they are in fact the exact opposite. The ultimate goal of their plan is to eradicate all living life, and create a new world. They believe crime, sex, drugs, and domestic abuse are growing and can not be stopped. After they release me into the world they will lock themselves in their air tight safe house untill the world is dead. Once their goal is met, they will breed humans with their new DNA, a breed of humans incapable of sin.
Today, (see above date) is the day that Xcore sends me into the world. Today is my sixteenth birthday. Today is the day that I will go into hiding, I will attept to save the world from me, but there is one major issue. I cannot die.
If I am killed, or if I kill myself all the diseases inside me will become air born, and the world will die. I will attempt to find an airtight safe room, a place where I can be locked in forever. If you are reading this note, follow the news. I will leave more notes as to my condition and more information about Xcore, but I can not reveal my location. My final letter will be left at the door of the safehouse I find, you must lock it, chain it shut, just keep me inside.
Do not attempt to find me, please.
I am a female, age sixteen.
I have grey skin, and white hair.
My name is Sammy Drin
If you see me, run. I am not safe, I am not to be touched. I am the ultimate VIRUS
Sincerely
Sammy R. Drin
This a very interesting start. It has a genius hook to get you interested once you start reading, and it sustains your interest through the whole thing. Also, I like the idea of the main character essentially being a tool of the bad guys, but is trying to thwart their plan by not letting them use her. It's very smart.
Oh, and just a little grammar/spelling error; you forgot to put a ' in wasn't. You wrote wasnt instead.
Other than a few spelling and grammar errors, this was very good. I'm quite curious to see what will happen in chapter one.
WOAH, talk about an exciting premise! I love the idea of a human being grown as a time bomb to spread an epidemic - it's very up-my-alley! This'll probably be a short review just regarding plot, because your writing style appears to be sound.
It's very easy to get caught on the high of an idea and forget about the actual logistics of the story, so you have to watch out for that. You say you'll go back and change stuff once you write more, which is great, so here's a list of things you should probably look into when you're doing that.
Xcore's plan:
So these people want to eradicate all life using their viruses? Brilliant. But, it's not developed as to why they'd need Sammy. Why do they need to spread the diseases via a human they created? Why is it not possible to simply release the viruses into the world, airborne or otherwise, while they stay in their safehouses? It seems a far more simple solution. Additionally, if their plan succeeds and the virus infects the entire planet, how will they leave the safehouses? How will the new breed of humans they make survive the disease - and how exactly do they make them incapable of sin? It's fine to keep these things hidden until later - just not too far later! They should seem like secret plot threads, not plot holes.
The disease:
How exactly does killing Sammy suddenly make the virus airborne? It's not really how they work - and the spreading of the virus through just touch is even more confusing. It would be fine to just explain away using some fake pseudo-science of science fiction, but at least acknowledging it would be appropriate. Most normal viruses can spread from victims whether they are directly touched or not - just being in the vicinity is risky.
This also beings us back to the part where xcore wants to infect the whole world, and you say that if Sammy dies then this will happen - so why doesn't xcore kill Sammy themselves? They could do it remotely while keeping themselves safe, couldn't they?
These are just a few questions that I found myself asking. They're not going to stop me reading the story, so perhaps they're not that drastic. The concept of an epidemic trapped in a 16 year old is a brilliant one for young-adult + dystopian writing. I also wonder, if Sammy was created and lived in xcore her whole life, where did she learn to love the world and want to save it? Would be fun to explore layer
Hi there Zrillis,
I'm dropping by for a short review on your piece here. I'm going to start with some nitpicks, move on to positives, and then move to some critiques. Let's get started!
Two things: 1) "Living life" is redundant, and 2) There shouldn't be a comma here since these aren't two independent clausesThe ultimate goal of their plan is to eradicate all living life, and create a new world.
Airborne is actually one word, written just like that.all the diseases inside me will become air born
This doesn't make any sense to me. If she's leaving notes to her whereabouts, wouldn't that be revealing her location?I will leave more notes as to my whereabouts, but I can not reveal my location.
I will attempt to find an airtight safe room, a place where I can be locked in forever. If you are reading this note, follow the news. I will leave more notes as to my whereabouts, but I can not reveal my location. My final letter will be left at the door of the safehouse I find, you must lock it, chain it shut, just keep me inside.
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