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Day of the Ants Pt 2/3

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-Custer! Look at this! Markinson was staring at his phone.

Custer looked up from his pile of notes. -Shouldn’t you be working?

-There’s been a terrorist attack, here in town. He’d got Custer’s attention. -And if this isn’t an acid, I’m no chemist.

Custer got up from his chair, walked over to he college. They zoomed in on the dead bodies in the photo.

-It looks like some kind of formic acid, Custer said. -Only stronger. A lot stronger.

He went over and turned on the radio. They were talking live from the scene…