Sampson's eyes stared into mine with realization as blood drained from his neck and mouth. He looked up to Jules, she watched in horror as her father's eyes drained of life until he was dead. I pushed him off of me and his eyes met mine. He tried to speak through the knife in his throat and the blood filling his lungs.
"Trai... t... trai... tor..."
And with that last word said, he died. I pulled the knife from his throat and sheathed it. I looked to the rest of them, all in shock.
"Anyone else?"
Marvin shook his head and put his rifle down. Kent looked down at Sampson and back at my bloodied clothes, dyed red.
"What now?"
I looked to the sky as a helicopter approached. "Now, we finish our mission."
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The Good, The Bad, The Dead
Science FictionA story about a soldier during the zombie apocalypse and his fight to discover who's side he's on and what he's fighting for... Made into multiple parts for multiple moments of twists and turns in this broken mans life in a broken world. Artwork doe...
