..........Update complete.
My eyes opened in the darkness of the house, staring up at the ceiling as thousands of new files ran through my database. I raised my hand and stared at it, flexing the metallic fingers as I synced up with my Endoskeleton. I checked my internal clock to see how much time had passed and exactly 8 hours had passed. It seems that the update took much longer than expected.
I rose from the couch's before sighed as I rubbed my neck, the bite mark still present. I looked back into my memories to see what Duck looked like after 8 hours and copied his appearance. I shifted my facial features to match a "bite victim." I replaced my white brown eyes with yellow around my brown iris. I appeared more tired and I matched my voice to appear tired. I checked my internal clock and saw that in another 5 hours I should be turned into a Walker, key word should.
I looked at my lifted hand and thought of my new update. I held my hand out and formed a ball of Poly fluid that shifted into a ball. I disconnected the ball from my body and threw it to the other side of the house, looking at my radar to surprisingly see that I could indeed track the movement. I called the Fluid back though as I didn't want to destroy it yet, mostly because it had something that said "explosion" written in bold letters so that doesn't sound like a good idea.
I sighed as I stood up and observed my surroundings. The dark empty house seemed vacant with not even the air outside making noises. I was curious and scanned the house to find that no one was inside. I narrowed my eyes and grabbed my shotgun, holding it firmly as I approached the door which we came it.
I walked up toward the door and heard voices on the other side. I grabbed the door handle tightly and kept my finger on the trigger of the shotgun as I carefully opened the door to peak out. When I peaked out the Door I saw Everyone gathered near the shed of the House with its doors wide open. I scanned the line of faces and recognized everyone, expect a blond who stood next to Christa and Omid. I scanned her face and body type to find out who she was.
Molly Correa: No criminal record, Age 25. Sister is Anna Correa.
Interesting.
I opened the door fully and walked out of the house, a little more sluggish than earlier. I put my shot gun away and walked slowly toward the pair. Carley who was also chatting with Molly looked up and winced as she looked at me. Molly and Christa also turned toward me and Christa immediately frowned upon seeing me.
"Who are you, I don't remember a blonde being with us." I said with a small smirk that was followed by cough as I reached up and held my head. Molly frowned upon seeing me and looked at my bite with a frown.
"I'm sorry that happened to you." Carley came forward and looked at the bite mark which I winced away from. Carley frowned and backed away slightly but still looked at my neck.
"It's ok. It's nothing to worry about, sorry I was out longer than expected. Mind filling me in on what's happening?" I asked as I turned to Carley. Carley nodded and explained the whole situation on how we're going to be going into a shit hole named Crawford, and that we needed a battery, gas and Medicine for Verdins people. I looked behind Carley and smiled at the boat that was in the garage.
"Cool. So when do you we leave?" I asked with another smirk as I looked down at Carley who gave me a stern glare.
"No Gabriel. You're not coming, your already bit and can turn at any time." Carley said as she pointed a finger in my face. I frowned a little and shook my head.
"Might as well go out with a bang. Look I'm going, and I intend to do everything I can to help you guys. You can't make me st..." before I could finish I started coughing and coughed up "blood" into my hand. Carley sighed and closed her eyes to not see the blood. "It's only a little blood." I said as I wiped it off.
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