Contagious

part three

The day went by. The band played their show with no problems, Daron still felt a little sick to his stomach for the rest of the day. It was almost 2 AM when they got back in the RV, Daron instantly flopped down on his bed and fell asleep after a few minutes.

Daron woke up ravenous like he was the day before, nobody else was awake. He sat up in his bunk and banged his head on the ceiling; But he didn't feel any pain this time. He climbed down from the bunk and went to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and saw something strange.

There were white streaks in his hair and reddish dark circles around his eyes; along with pronounced black veins on his neck. "What the hell?" He whisper yelled. There was no way Daron could walk around like that, he decided to run to a store and try to cover his appearance. As he walked out of the parking lot he felt a presence behind him. He didn't even have time to react, Someone hit him in the head with a crowbar.

*BONK*

daron moaned and tried to speak but everything that came out were incomprehensible noises. He could feel blood dripping down the back of his head. Weirdly enough he felt no pain; He tried to get up from the ground but realized that he was hogtied in the back of a van. "Oh, Look who finally woke up..." an unknown voice said. Daron looked up to meet the man's gaze; he felt a chill down his spine when he realized it was the same person who attacked him two nights prior.

"Oh... don't look at me like that." He taunted. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!" Daron screamed. He felt the hair on his arms stand up, rage filled his body. "Calm down, friend. I'm not here to hurt you; I'm here to help" he gave a shit eating grin, Daron gritted his teeth. "You realize your eyes are glowing?"

"I know whats happening to you. And I'm the only one who does. So you better be nice when I untie you. Copy?" Daron put his head down. The man untied darons arms and legs, he stood up and regained his composure.

"When I attacked you I planned to kill you and eat your flesh. You know why?" The man questioned.

"Because you're a sick fuck?" Daron snapped.

"No, I tried to kill you because I have a serious disease. And when I scratched you... guess who I transmitted it to?" The man teased Daron again, poking his forehead.

"Explain; Tell me why everything is happening."

"If you hadn't have ran away I would have killed you, cut your skull open and ate your brain. But since you were able to escape I couldn't, I scratched you and because of that now you're infected."

Daron was getting angry. "Cut the shit! What kind of disease! And that still doesn't explain why you decided to try and KILL ME"

"I have to eat human flesh to survive. If I don't I go crazy. And judging by your behavior, you're going crazy too."

Daron thought for a moment. He came to the conclusion himself.

"I am not eating human flesh." He said angrily. "Mysterious disease???" Who the fuck do you think you are? You must think I'm stupid if you honestly believe I'm gonna fall for that! Let me go before I hurt you dickwad!" Daron spat

"Fine. I'll send you on your way, if you ever need help I put my number in your back pocket. Just remember that I'm the only person alive who can help you; and calling the cops would have some serious consequences..."

"Oh... is that your way of threatening me?" Daron jeered.

"Not a threat, a warning... the name's Felix by the way."

Felix put a hand out to offer Daron a handshake, he flipped Felix off in response.

"I'll drop you off back at your hotel, it's actually only been about three minutes. Now that you're luke me you heal really fast." Felix laughed.

"Fuck you, Felix!" Daron said as he exited the van