Chapter 43: Fate Worse Than Death

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Ethan walked over to the guy that shot Matthew. Ethan asked him, "What did you shoot at him?!"

The guy responded, "A bullet you moron." The guy spit in his face and said, "Go to hell!"

Ethan picked him up by his collarbone and opened his portal to no man's land. He said, "You got your wish. We're in hell. Now I'll give you one last chance. What did you shoot at him?!" He started twisting his collarbone in ways that it should never be bent. He looked into his soul with his burning eyes. The man felt the extreme amount of heat hitting each of his nerves. He yelled, screamed, and cried. His tears evaporated before his eyes.

Ethan said, "There are fates worse than death!"

"Alright, alright! It was laced with gene mold!"

"What the hell is gene mold?!"

"It's poison that will only affect gene busters. I told you what you wanted, so let me go!"

"Where's the cure?!"

"There is no cure, now let me go!"

"With pleasure!"

Ethan dropped the guy in no man's land, leaving him hopelessly trapped in a dimension of infinite pain and suffering. He got back out of the portal and told the others, "The bullet was laced with a poison and there's no cure." Matthew was still writhing in pain. Antonio said, "Give me one of your Spetsnaz machetes." Without asking any questions, Ethan handed one over. Antonio completely cut out the bullet wound.

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