C192 Terror Virus

I sat down somewhere and lit a cigarette, just in time to take a break, repressed in this godforsaken place, my heart racing. You know, your heart beats faster and your breath is short, and you're sweating and feeling very tired.

"Continue!"

I waved my hand. Looks like this guy is going to tell us the truth.

Monkey nodded.

December 20, 1937