S7 F1

S7 F1

There it was. We finally had our evidence. "Are you sure? 100% positive?" Dr. Miranda asked, her voice shaking. I sighed & showed her the autopsy photos. "No doubt. It is S7 F1."

Something had to be done about her. Half the population had been wiped out in five days by Epoxola, and Dr. Miranda was still fixated on S7F1, which was only transmitted by

whispering softly into another person's ear. The scientists were outraged. They knew Dr. Miranda was good at what she did, but wasting time developing the cure for an insignificant

malady such as that was blasphemy! The scientists convinced themselves Dr. Miranda was a science-witch and would not suffer her to live. Armed with Bunsen burners and test tubes of

Arizona so intimately that they bear their names as flaskerijj Mirandii and flaskerijj arizonii. One would not be amiss to say that Miranda and Arizona invented the field of Xenoc

Where the owners kept a low profile, but hired Hitman Anders to guard it with his axe. No unauthorised visitors were allowed. This still continues some two and a half years later.

Their low profiles were due to the fact that they were Cro Magnons. They tried to hide this fact by wearing their hair in beehive hairdos. Anders couldn't see over their heads and

missed to man in black who had been watching it all. He nabbed him with a shock net. Anders woke in a bright room. "You discovered our secret join the MIB or be wiped." "Easy! MIB"