Infected

Chapter 4

Felix and Chan woke up the next morning practically paralized from the pain in their wounds. No matter how much they were cleaned, it didn't deter the open wounds from becoming infected anyway. Changbin had nearly died in the night. They needed help and fast.

    "We have one more day left until we can clear the three," Seungmin said to the uninjured members who had gathered in the living room. "There's a hospital a mile or two from here. Is anyone willing to come with me and try to find some supplies?"

Jisung and Minho raised their hands. Even if they ended up saving someone who was infected, it was a risk they were willing to take. They had been friends for years after all. It would be too hard to just let them die on the off chance that they were infected.

"We'll take care of the others," Hyunjin said, his expression serious. "Felix is the only one that's partially with it right now. Chan and Changbin are practically gone."

"We don't have any time to waste then. Lets go," Jisung said, jumping up and grabbing his pistol.

Once Seungmin and Minho had prepared the other supplies they needed for their mission, they left the house. After a minute, Minho came running back inside.

"I forgot to tell you. If we're not back in...let's say three hours, don't come looking for us."
With that being said, he turned and left without saying goodbye. A goodbye would make it feel like they would never return.

Jeongin and Hyunjin quietly entered the guest room, tears pricking their eyes at the poor condition that their friends were in. Changbin was asleep (Jeongin had to check to make sure that he was still breathing) Chan was staring at the ceiling with glassy eyes, and Felix had his left hand outstretched, surveying the spot where his pinky and ring finger used to be.

"My hand kinda looks like a dinosaurs," Felix said dully, silent tears streaming down his face but the tears weren't for himself. "Is Changbin still alive?"

"Yes, he is," Jeongin said, gently taking Felix's hand and beginning to clean out the wound.

"He almost died last night. Chan too. I don't want to live without them. I really don't," Felix sobbed, gripping Jeongin's arm with his healthy hand.

Seeing Felix, who was normally cheerful and optimistic like this felt like a shot to the heart. Why did this have to happen to them? Why couldn't they just be happy?

"You won't have to," Hyunjin said quietly. "Minho, Seungmin, and Jisung are going to get more supplies for you. We'll make it through this."

Felix sat bolt upright, almost knocking Jeongin over. The sudden movement woke Changbin up, who glanced over at Felix with blank eyes.
"Why did you send them out there?!" Felix cried. "What if they die? I don't want to lose anyone! What the hell is wrong with you?!"

    "Calm down," Changbin said weakly, trying to reach for Felix with his arm, but couldn't reach far enough.

Felix glanced around the room, a wild look in his eyes, seemingly unable to locate who had spoken to him. Giving up, he laid back down and fell silent.

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    His body wouldn't move no matter what he did. Everything he saw was through a gray haze. There were only two things he could see clearly. Jeongin and Hyunjin looked delicious. Oh what he would give to tear them apart.

    He was quickly losing his grip on sanity. Would it take much convincing to get someone to end him before it was too late?

    Please... I don't want to hurt anyone.