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Summary
Ai gonplei ste odon…
Clarke stumbled into Becca’s lab, with the wave of radiation following quickly. She gasped for breath, gulping down burning, searing air as she clumsily hit the button to close the doors. Her hand slid down the wall as she collapsed on the cold tile floor, a stark contrast to her burning skin. The radiation suit did nothing to shield her from the pain she felt all over her body. Her fingers fumbled to get her helmet off, sending it clattering across the tiles. She laid her blistered cheek on the floor, closing her eyes when the coolness soothed her skin for just a second. It was agonizing, no escape from the pain. It was over her, around her, inside of her. Her throat felt like she swallowed shards of glass, and she could taste a metallic sting in her mouth. She let out a slew of coughs, barely noticing the blood splatter across the floor.
So this is how the commander of death dies.
(Canon-Divergent post-praimfiya fic where the radio actually works.)
(Yes, I know this has been done before, sue me. Just wanted to add my own spin to it.)
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