PARASITIC (Among Us)

Eleven: Dumpster Dive, Nature Walk, and Hey! Long Time, No See

        I come back. Looking around, I'm staring out of the window in the Cafeteria. Or, rather, what looks like the Cafeteria. Something's not right about this place. My gun is still in my satchel it's the first thing I checked. Where am I?

"He can't stay here," Minty whispers from afar. "He killed his mother."

"She was going to kill him first," Ten quietly opposes. I stand up and hobble over to where their voices are. Ten sees me come in, quickly dismissing my presence. "Oh, hey, Morbid."

"Hi," I groans. "Where--"

"Maybe with good reason," Minty counters. "That child is I-don't-know-what, and we could possibly be his next victims. Morbid, do you really want that thing near Mundy?"

"Where even is Mundy?"

"With Con," Ten says. "But just answer Minty's stupid question."

She points to Triple-A who calmly sits on a bed. This isn't Medbay, but it is at the same time. Not the Medbay I know. Battery didn't want anyone to be alienated, as backward as that may seem now. He's just a kid, and he didn't know what he was doing. "He's no longer in a hostile environment, right guys? Battery can't do anything to him now. According to her, he's the one who's an Imposter, but she didn't do much to stop him. If anything, she was facilitating that behavior out of him. What if... We gave him a bit of nurtur--"

"No, absolutely not!" Minty speaks over me. "Morbid, you may dying, but we aren't."

"Presumably," Ten adds.

"Whatever the case may be, trying to tame that little demon will be the death of us." Minty's hard-nosed for having Triple-A be dealt with, but I highly doubt she's heartless enough to surrender him to the cold unknown.

"Fine," I sigh. "I'll try to talk to him. You don't have to interact with him, but he's my responsibility now. Should anything happen with him, you can throw me right out of the airlock with him."

"You're sick and irrational," Minty scoffs.

"It means that we care." I glare at Minty. "Besides, we're running out of options, Minty. Cole's the Imposter, the final piece to the puzzle. Con doesn't know, so that's why he's still alive right now."

"Presumably," Minty sarcastically says. "I'm sure he's figured it out now. He went off with Cole to put our plan into effect." She fluffs her bangs under her hat. "I think it's pretty clear Cole is going to sabotage this."

I smile at her and blink my eyes. "Aw, really? I would have never guessed that!" Dropping my sass, I cross my arms. "Then fucking stop her, how about that?"

"Like I'm not already thinking about it"

"You're being of no help with that attitude, Minty."

She grabs me by the collar and throws me up against the wall, staring into my eyes with hers widened by anger. "Haven't I been helpful, Morbid?" She grunts as she reinforces me against the wall. "Huh, Morbid?! Haven't I?!"

Ten stands up. "Hey, cool it bitch!"

"I have been instrumental in the investigations and apprehension of suspects, please do tell me that I haven't been helpful in the slightest, Morbid." She stares death into me, desperation in the black sclera of her spotted eyes. "Go on ahead, tell me that I was a useless hunk of meat on this endeavor."

"'You've been a useless hunk of meat on this endeavor,' now get off of me," I push her away.

She purses her lips, not getting the answer she wanted from me. "I still think this plan is absurd."