After TPOT 9, the infection was never cured. Two brings the infection to the equation playground, letting all hell loose.
Warnings for this book! Violence, sickness, gore, gore art, disturbing imagery, death
Warnings for this chapter: Violence and suicide/death
Two didn't give Four much time to react before lunging forward, eyes locked in on him. Four managed to stumble to the side quick enough, causing Two to fall over. Four scrambled towards his gun as One and Three backed up. One didn't realize what had happened for a moment, but seeing all the zombies she had just been controlling now closing in, it clicked immediately.
One glanced between Four and Three for a moment before narrowing her eyes, grabbing Three's arm and stepping back. Three was lost, having been in isolation for so long and suddenly coming back to these zombie things attacking Four. What the hell was going on???
Four grabbed the gun, quickly whipping around and shooting Two in the face. The zombie screeched in pain, stumbling back and grasping at its face before collapsing. Four pulled himself to his knees, looking around at the rest of the horde closing in. He definitely didn't have enough bullets or skill to get them all....
"I gave you your damn boyfriend already! Get your zombies off my ass!" He yelled at One, only earning a glare. "Why? You're already infected. You'll die anyway. Plus, I've wanted to right this wrong for so. So long......" She lowered her voice, turning and dragging Three away.
Hearing conversation, X pulled back the kitchen curtain, eyes widening at the scene. They immediately noticed the scratch on the back of Four's head and the extra zombies. Was Four already a goner?? Should X help??? Would it be worth it?? X sent Four to his doom just for their comfort.... They caused this.
Four fought the best he could, slowly falling behind as his energy wore out. Glancing up at the window behind him, Four made eye contact with X. Reality set in. Four was going to die. X seemed frozen, unable to look away while he was killed; Four didn't want X to see any of it.
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With a small smile, Four quickly backed up, clutching his gun as a zombie crashed into the house where he previously stood. He fell back, scrambling around the corner of the house outside of X's view. Four hesitated for just a moment, but seeing the zombies that were once his friends still trying to tear him apart, he didn't let himself pussy out.
Four took a deep breath, shoving the gun into his mouth and pulling the trigger.
