The Touch of Infection

Ending zombie

Carisa's eyes slowly open feeling the floor below her shake slightly. Seeing Alaois around her as her head slowly turned to the side, Amite laid down next to her as Alaois seemed rushing around as they dealt with her.

In her groggy state she turned back to the Alaois attending her, her side hurting horribly, "What's happening?" She asked barely audible, she felt like the air was being taken from her.

The Alaois over her shushed her, "You're wounded, but I need you to stay calm. I'm going to give you a sedative alright, you must stay still."

Just as the Alaois was about to inject her she shook her head, "No, Amite, how is she?"

"She's..." the Alaois sighed, "She's hanging on."

Injecting Carisa quickly it wasn't long before the room went dark for her, stretching out her arm trying to tug at Amite.

By the time she woke up again she was in a secluded room, she turned her head around trying to see if anyone was in there with her. But it was all empty. Forcing herself up to stand she looked at her hands, they looked more pail then ever. They felt so cold... And a numbing sensation was so clear in her head.

Getting off the bed she felt like, her whole body was falling apart, and she hadn't eaten in days. She felt starving and so deprived, like shed been made to walk for days with no good or water in a desert.

Stumbling on her own feet she managed to get to the door. Opening it and walking out, only to see the hall empty, "Is anyone there?" She called out hoping for an answer back.

Managing to hear footsteps she followed them, her vision was getting so blurry she struggle to identify what was in front of her. Until a small voice she recognized rang through.

"Carisa?" Bavyn's voice was so clear, "Carisa you're alright."

He ran up to her hugging her tightly as his eyes looked up at her confused, "You... you smell weird."

She slowly turned to look at him, "Bavyn... you're alright?"

She felt him move away confused, "What... What are you saying?" he asked as Carisa said the same thing again, "I can't understand you."

She frowned, reaching down to grab him as his face became clearer in her eyes, she saw a face contorted in fear, "What happened to you?!"

He wailed uncontrollably, "Why do you look that way!?"

She didn't get it, what was wrong with her appearance? Did Ezhno injure her so badly? Her hand reaching up to her face, everything felt like normal until she looked back down at her hand, pieces of her skin had come undone, and blood dropped from her face.

Bavyn grabbed onto her leg screaming, "What did they do to you!?" His pulling made her leg snap, tumbling her onto the ground. He retracted his hands, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't mean to."

She didn't feel her leg snapping she didn't feel anything, the cold was the only feeling she knew, the feeling of being deprived of food was the only thing she couldn't forget. When she began to get back up again she saw the pool of blood she stood in, touching it with her hand she figured if Bavyn couldn't understand her words, he could at least read them.

Writing on the floor, "Get help."

Bavyn's eyes widened as he ran away once reading it, calling for help as Carisa sat on the ground. Hearing all too quickly, steps running towards her. When she turned to look who it was she was surprised to see Marnik.

What was worse, his shaking hand carried a gun. Tears streaming down his face, yet his hands couldn't stop shaking... When she looked into his eyes, she saw so much anger, "This wasn't supposed to happen... you where supposed to be fine, you where coming to see me!"

He aimed the gun at her, all while Carisa shook her head trying to write on the floor, and screaming, "I'm still here! I'm not dead!"

He saw her writing and slowly shook his head reading her words, "You're not my Carisa." And his shot rang through.