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At the far corner, an older woman, Myra, notices his entrance. She pardons herself from a conversation, and beelines towards him. Before she can intercept him, Kimi, a young intern, pops up from a cubicle, throwing out her hand to the passing Marc.

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Finally free of her presence, oxygen floods back into the man’s lungs, but the damage is done. He only gets one brief look with his blood stained eyes at the non corporal woman next to him. Then his weakened arms collapse and he plops, face first, into the pool of his own fluids. After a

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The vomiting stops, giving him just a second of relief before dark fumes start to trickle out his nose and mouth. It quickly turns into a steady stream of gas that blocks any air from entering his body. The noxious smoke swirls around and takes shape. Fully formed, Sulfur hovers inches off the soaked carpet.

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Now on all fours, he lets out a shrill scream that only stops when he begins to dry heave. After a few empty retches, blood and bile explode from his mouth like a fire hose. The vile liquids puddle onto the floor around his hands and knees.

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Suddenly, the man’s body jerks forward. He falls violently and loudly to his knees. Using both hands, he grips his own throat as if squeezing something out. When his body lurches again, he throws his hands onto the floor to catch himself.

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