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"Well, what are you waiting for?! Call Ramona!..and Scott! Now!" Knives cries.

"O-Okay!"

dial sounds

"Hey Stephen! Feeling alright?"

"U-Uh huh.. How are you? I'm with Knives."

"Oh good. She's still okay. I'm with Ramona—oh and we're both doing okay. I haven't built the courage to go back to Wallace's and check on him."

"Oh..um..this is hard to tell you but he's.."

"He's what?" Scott asks, smiling obliviously.

"..Dead."

Scott shoots up in his chair, gasping.

"What, Scott?" Ramona asks, concerned.

"He's..dead?! Like..actually dead?!" He asks Stephen.

"What?! Who's dead?" Ramona is extra concerned now.

"Yeah. He died..choking on call. We didn't get to.. clears throat ..s-save him."

"Seriously! Who is dead, Scott?!" Ramona yells..concerned but obviously polite.

Scott sits and starts to cry.

"W-Wallace..sniff"

Ramona gasps.

"Your..cool gay roommate?! Like.. Wallace Wells?!"

"What other Wallace do I know?!.."

Ramona also starts to cry a little. She didn't mind Wallace, but knowing he's gone kind of hurt her more than she thought it would.

"..I guess that's all I have to say." Stephen says on the other end.

"..Y-Yeah..is Knive—Knives doing okay?.."

"Yeah. We're the last 4."

"Wait..Us?! We're the last of our kind?!"

"Yeah. In Canada. I don't know if theres any population anymore—obviously we're not the only ones left..but we're pretty much the last ones in this country. This thing wiped out 98% of the world..in a few days."

"Oh..my god. So..what do we do now?"

"I-I don't know."

"Wait! Does that mean there's no more in-"

"Theres still infected people. I mean sane normal people are all gone. We can't risk going outside."

"O-Oh. So..what do we do?"

"I don't know."

"I- Uh..we could all.. kill ourselves!"

"Scott are you dumb?!"

"No!"

"..Well..uh..we should all 4 hide in a bunker and wait this out."

"Seriously?! Wait this out? We're the last 4. They're going for us, dude. This isn't gonna go away that easily." Ramona buds in.

"Uh..then maybe we should go with Scott's idea."

"I'll go get my kitchen knife!" Scott joyfully says.

"Dude. You're not killing yourself." Ramona grabs his shirt as he runs.

"Oh. Um..do we fight them all off then?"

"There's like 6 billion, dude."

"Yeah..uh..I don't know if Stephen can fight." Knives says.

"Hey!"

"Uh.. we can.."

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