Nic hobbled in with an Asian to his right and some girl to his left. They were both pretty rugged looking but i was surprised people were still alive out there. Nic had been overrun and they were beating him to the ground but they saved him. We set up the feasting table and we all sat for a good meal before we talked. Nic introduced the two strangers, The asian was Matt and the girl's name was Jess.
Nic told us the full story of what happened. After the battle with the Cringe group Nic saw Steve off and Steve privately asked him to allow minions into their clinic to station their invasion from. Nic declined immediately and that was the last time we saw Steve until about an hour ago. After the celebrations Nic went out for his weekly shooting when he saw minions attacking on the other side of the city. He didn't want to tell us because he wanted us to be happy for the celebration. Amet wandered out to find him and they swore to keep it secret. Amet was worried about his friend Matt and Nic said he would look for him. He was out there looking for Matt and he found him and Jess. They got trapped in a building by minions and had to shoot their way out. And here we are.
From that day on we had very strict laws on what we could do and we all obeyed them, we knew Nic was just being harsh to keep us safe, He's such a good king. We hadn't had our Wednesday Satanic Ritual in 5 weeks, when I asked Nic about it he said we had converted religions from Harveyism To ChinChinism. So now we had to do an annual sacrifice. Nic had another Watchtower built for Matt. Nic, Tanner, and Jess went outside the gates everyday looking for food and survivors. The rest of us just took care of each other, We had become a family by this point, we began calling ourselves the Wolves. The minions reproduced rapidly and we could see their numbers rising.
Nic, Tanner, and Jess came back one day with a minion, they tied him to a chair and tortured him trying to get him to talk. It only spoke gibberish and after an hour Nic grew impatient and cut it's head off. He put it on a spike over the wall for the rest to see. We all though tit would send a message.
We were right, it sent a message.
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