The Missing

Help.

"What do you mean what happened? You just as well now what happened to me. I came here for a reason. I'll explain later." said Travis.

"Travis what do you mean? After we lost touch I thought you were gone." Joe said.

YOU WILL COME WITH ME AND YOU WILL DO IT NOW! Screamed Travis.

Joe stopped trying to argue because it was like arguing with a women, useless, no point in even trying to win. So he followed quickly trying not to upset Travis.

Why was Travis being a pain in the balls? Joe thought. As Joe was walking he heard Travis talking to himself.

"Should I... him... maybe that might... best." Travis voice quiet.

"Should you what?" Joe asked.

"Oh... Oh nothing."

As they both were walking Joe noticed something strange about Travis. Travis had a huge boil on his neck. Something that Joe never remembered.

"Joe... I need to explain something to you... I'm pretty sure you've already seen the red boil on my... neck, right?" Travis said.

"Yeah I just noticed it... now what do you want to tell me?" said Joe.

"I have an incurable disease... from what I'm told its called 'The Plague' and I want it to end. That's why I need your help and not anyone else... I want you to... kill m-"

"NO! I  will not kill you but if I have to I must." Joe said cutting Travis off.

Joe had always carried a forty five on him at all times. Travis new this so, he reached toward the gun and while Joe wasn't paying attention. When Travis got a hold of the gun he spoke to Joe calmly.

"Joe... If you don't kill me, other people will die," As Travis put the gun in Joe's left hand. "Now I want you to kill me."

"First tell me what the plague is." Joe said.

"The Plague... is... something that I guess makes you a cannibal and there is no cure... My you look mighty tasty."