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SHORT STORY: “Propagation”

Don’t know why, but I picked that vial up off the floor and put it on my desk. I kept meaning to trash it, but never did. Just couldn’t stop thinking about the change I’d seen in you after you drank it. And, I know this is weird, but I almost felt that vial staring at me. Finally, the feeling got to me too much, and I drank it. Now I know.