One-
(Wade's POV)
(Very OOC btw..)
"Aghh..." I groaned, my eyes opening to reveal a blue sky. "Where the hell am I.."
"Wade?" A familiar voice asked.
It was Zombie. JP was unconscious next to him.
This felt strangely familiar. Like one of the games we've played. Zombie was shirtless, his dark hair splayed in his face. I had no idea what had happened.
We had all had this sick feeling in our stomachs at the same time, becoming dizzy while we were playing one of our most beloved games: Rust.
I remember blacking out, and somehow I ended up here with my two friends.
"Where are we Zombiemold?" I asked softly, even though I already knew. It was just a bit too hard to believe. I bit my lip, looking at him with worry in my gaze.
Zombie frowned softly, his green eyes focused on the ground. "Rust. I'm guessing. How, I don't know. But if it really is, it's different..."
I raised an eyebrow. "How?"
He sighed. "It's real. We don't respawn, Wade. Crafting things take longer than thirty seconds. We won't be able to build a fortress in one day."
The realisation hit me cold and real and for the millionth time I was glad that we had Zombie with us. He's more levelheaded than any of us.
I glanced over to JP, a frown stuck on my face. "Is he going to wake up?"
"He's breathing, so I assume so." My friend responded.
"Z-Zombiemold..."
The green-eyed hero looked at me quizzically. "Yeah, Wade?"
"I'm..." I closed my eyes, "I'm scared..."
Zombie sighed softly, resting a hand on my shoulder. "We'll be alright."
"Everything will be okay."
"No.. No, Zombie, it won't... What about Molly?" I said quietly, looking at Zombie with a cold gaze. The black-haired man shut his mouth, at a loss for words.
"Zombie, how the hell are we gonna get out of here?" I said a bit louder, anger and hysteria rising in my chest. Zombie looked to the ground, green eyes somber.
"Guys..?"
"J-JP!" Zombie said, turning around to see JP sitting up in the grass.
"Where are we?" He said cluelessly, his blue eyes studying my turned back and Zombie's worried face.
"We're in Rust, JP," I said simply, my vice growing cold. "Don't get killed. You won't respawn."
I got up at that note, walking away. I heard Zombie and JP calling after me. I didn't turn back. I couldn't do this. What if I did die?
What would happen to Mark and Bob, how would they react?
I felt someone grab my arm tightly, pulling me to them.
"Wade, don't be like this, dammit! We won't be able to survive if you don't get it together! We'll be fine, I promise Wade, I PROMISE!"
Zombie's eyes were huge by now, his pupils small and the whites showing; he was now shaking me in desperation.
"Zombie, c-calm down..." JP said quietly.
"Wade, you need to stay with us. If you die I won't be able to forgive myself. Don't do this Wade."
I watched him for a moment longer and then in my plight of strength I failed, tears beginning to swell in my eyes and tumble down my cheeks.
"Zombie what if something happens? What about Molly? Z-Zombie.."
"Wade, it'll be okay! I just know it will."
"What about hackers, aimbots!"
"I don't know. But we'll figure it out."
JP and Zombie both set a hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me.
"Everything'll be a'ight."
