Infected

Chapter Three :: Survival

((Before this chapter begins, I would just like to apologise for the few errors in the last episode! I'll also do a little recap. Thank you!))

Previously in Infected ::

Abby dropped Vivian purposely off the roof.

Ciara was left to die on the roof, after being bitten.

Abby, Jalen, and Shane fought a herd of walkers.

Shane found Abby's body unconscious.

Meghan and Jane appeared with Ellie.

Ellie is immune to the infection, and she is the cure.

Meghan got bit by Abby, who was infected.

Jalen chopped Meghan's arm off.

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Meghan's arm was bleeding out, as I saw Jane trying to bandage it up.

Ellie was in the corner, looking at Meghan and crying. I sat beside Jalen, who was looking guilty.

"You did the right thing, by chopping her arm off. It was all we could do." I reassured him.

"I'm not feeling guilty about that." he whispered.

"What? What do you---"

"I left Abby to die." he said.

I gasped and moved my chair backwards, clenching my hammer in my hand.

"She was being attacked, and one was coming towards me. I panicked and I hit the one approaching me, and when I turned around I saw her unconscious body."

"Holy shit." I sighed. "Well.."

"That's why I was so quick to chop off Meghan's arm. I couldn't watch another person die."

I stood up and walked over to Ellie. I was disgusted at Jalen's decision. I didn't know what to think, really.

"Hey, Ellie. You okay...?" I slowly asked, in a happy tone.

"You don't need to act happy. Meghan is dying."

"What?!" I gasped.

"Jane said it isn't looking good." she cried.

I walked over to Jane and tapped her on the shoulder. "Hey..."

"She's not gonna make it. She'll turn soon. We have to, we have to, we have to---" panicked Jane.

"Put her down, I know. Well, who is going to---"

I was interrupted and fell down. I was pushed by Jalen. He pushed Jane down too. I watched as he slowly pulled out a revolver. He shot Meghan right in the head.

"Holy... shit." sighed Jane. "Holy... shit."

Jalen had become mentally unstable. I looked at him. His eyes were opened unusually ride. He was shaking very quickly.

"Hahaha. Hahaha. Hahaha. I just shot her. Holy shit. What have I done? I shot her. I SHOT HER!!"

He started screaming, and he ran towards a small corner. Me and Jane got up and took Ellie outside.

"C'mon, Ellie. Let's go..."

I held a revolver in my hand, and aimed it at Jalen. I thought, and I put the revolver down.

"You let Abby suffer."

I shut the shed door and locked it tight.

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*TWO WEEKS LATER*

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I was driving in the car. Jane was in the passenger seat, and Ellie was sleeping in the back. It was a thunderstorm outside.

"So tell me all of this again?" I sighed.

"Jesus, Shane." she laughed. "Okay, so... we found out Ellie was immune because the bite was three days old. Well, now it's two and a half weeks old, so... we know for a fact she is."

"Okay... so we have to--"

"We have to bring her to the bottom of the country. There's a community there with scientists. We just got to bring her there, and they can remove it from her."

"Wait, but... the infection grows all over the brain. To get it out of her, they'll have to---"

"Yeah, Shane. I know. But it has to be done."

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*END OF CHAPTER THREE*

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