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Harry: ... I don't know... We may as well head north. Maybe these zombies won't be able to take the cold.

Key: *nods* R-Right... right... Th-That helicopter went north too....

Harry: ... Then maybe that's where the Safe Zone is... come on.

*they walk*

Key: *walks along with him for a while, occasionally shooting at a few infected* ...We have to find somewhere to stay the night...

Harry: I see a bit of graffiti on that wall. A red house with a cross in it, and an arrow pointing into the ally there. Think it means something?

Key: ...Probably... I've never seen it before... think we should take a look?

Harry: *cocks his gun, readying it* Yup. *walks with Key into the ally*

Key: *is silent the whole way, trying very hard to not shoot at everything that moves--there could be healthy people like them out there too*

Harry: *he walks down the ally with Key and reaches a red, metal door. On a wall next to it was the same house with a cross* ... Maybe we can stay here for the night...

Key: *nods* Good idea. *opens the door, and peers inside--seeing that there were no sick people inside, she fully opens the door and steps in*

Harry: *he also steps in and, seeing as the door was built to be barred, he does so*

Key: *looks around. the room seemed to be a kitchen at the back of some abandoned restaurant. there was ammunition and weapons on the counters, and the shelves were lined with military rations and cans of food* ....Huh.

Harry: ... Funny how all this seems like... a movie of some sort. Like, it's completely unreal. I'm sorry. What am I saying? This isn't funny at all. *out of nowhere he violently kicks a broken down oven, denting it*

Key: *jumps at the loud noise, and spins around to look at him* ... *takes the gas mask off* It IS unreal... I-It's pretty much a zombie apocalypse... *glances around* ...jesus, this is really happening... D:>

Harry: *he doesn't take his gas mask off. He doesn't want to* ... Yeah. It is. It really fracking is. It took Todd. It TOOK him... *he slides down against the dented oven onto the floor* ... No... it didn't... I took him... he's dead because of ME...

Key: <:( ... *kneels beside him* Harry, it wasn't your fault... you have to stop telling yourself that it was. D:> If it wasn't for this stupid Flu, none of that would have happened...

Harry: ... I could have stopped him... it's not just that I shot him - I let him go OUT there...

Key: ...You didn't LET him go, he LEFT... If I remember correctly, he JUMPED OUT THE WINDOW. There's no way you could have stopped him....

Harry: ... Just... just something... ANYTHING to stop him... GOD, I just... *he drops his head onto his knees which were at the moment hugged to his chest. Tears roll down his face and drop off his eyes, though Key could never find out with him still wearing the gas mask*

Key: *can tell he's hurting, BAD--she can think of nothing else to do but hug him* ...

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Harry: *he runs until he reaches Sam's room and knocks on the door* Sam? What happened - are you alright? D:>

Sam: *abruptly stops sobbing, and makes a startled-sounding noise, soon followed by an upset groan*

Key: *is incredibly nervous* ...H-Harry... remember she spent a lot of time around T-T-Todd... *berates her self for stumbling over the name*

Harry: *he stares at her for a while at the mention of Todd before speaking again, acting as if the mention of his dead friend didn't bother him as much as it obviously did* But zombies don't CRY... something must have happened...

Sam: *groans a bit louder, sounding almost ANGRY*

Key: *takes a step away from the door* ...Harry....! D:

Harry: *he also backs away, readying his gun* ... Why do I have to kill you too...?

Sam: *suddenly screams--long, razor-like claws shred through the door, ripping it to pieces. glowing red eyes glare furiously at them as she claws her way through the door*

Key: DDDDDDDDDDDDD8!!!!!!!!!

Harry: DDDDD8 !!! *he shoots her in the face with the pump shotgun*

Sam: *her scream dies in her throat as she is killed instantly. she falls down into the shredded remnants of the door, only having gotten halfway through*

Key: DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD8

Harry: ... ... Come on, let's keep moving.

*they run out of the apartment building. The sky is an ominous grey, a light drizzle already starting*

Infected: *five turn and spot Harry and Key. They scream at them in their rage and attack*

Harry: !! *doesn't hesitate to shoot them, though he knows each one is just a sick person and apologizes in his head each time one falls*

Key: !!! *tries to shoot them, but her hands are so shaky she misses almost every single shot* D8

Harry: *when he sees a zombie get too close to Key, he immediately smacks it as hard as can away from her with the butt of his gun* D8<

Key: *stays as close as she can to Harry at all times--scared and inexperienced, she would be killed or infected otherwise* D8>

Harry: *he manages to kill the rest of the zombies* ... Come on. *he walks with her, heading deeper into the city*

Helicopter: *the pilot announces via the machine's speakers a message -* TO ANYONE WHO CAN HEAR THIS! PROCEED TO THE CENTER OF THE CITY FOR EVACUATION!

Key: !!! W-We should hurry! D:> *grabs Harry's wrist and tugs him along*

Harry: !! *is tugged along* C-careful! I've got a loaded gun, here! D:<

Key: Sorry--B-But we have to make it so they can get us out of here! D:>

Harry: I know, I know - j-just CAREFUL! D8<

*they run, run, run and push their limits, trying to make it to the center of town*

Helicopter: *it rises off the ground and leaves, full, now, of survivors*

Harry: frack! D8<

Key: *is visibly terrified now* NOW what?? D8>

Helicopter: TO THOSE WHO WERE UNABLE TO BE RESCUED, PLEASE PROCEED TO THE SAFE ZONE. *flies off*

Harry: ... Safe Zone...?

Key: W-Where's THAT? D8>

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Harry: ... O-Okay... um... *he gets out of bed* ... I'm gonna go get dressed, and then I'm gonna check on Todd.

Key: *gets out of bed* Alright. I'll be waiting out here. *leaves the room to give Harry some privacy, but doesn't go too far from the door. she leans against the wall with a sigh* ......

Harry: *he quickly gets dressed and walks out of the room. He spots the gas masks lying on the floor out of the corner of his eye. He picks one up and puts it on, deciding that perhaps he really does need to wear it. He underhandedly throws another at Key* Here.

Key: ! *catches it* Thanks... *puts it on* ...are you any good with guns? D;

Harry: ... Sort of. Todd knew. He taught me once. *he looks down at his feet in despair* ... Todd... *he shakes the feeling off and takes a pistol - the one he used to kill the soldier. He doesn't know why he takes the gun. He just feels that it's... necessary to hold it at all times now. He's about to go check on Todd, when -*

Todd: *with an inhuman scream and breaks down his door and leaps out, his face and hands cakes in dried blood*

Harry: !!!!!!!!!????????????!!!!!!!!!!!

Key: AAH!!!!!!!!! *backs as far away from Todd's door as possible* DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD8

Todd: *He screams at everyone, then leaps at Harry*

Harry: *in panic and without thinking, he raises his gun and shoots Todd. The bullet goes through his socket and hits his brain*

Todd: *he loses momentum and falls at Harry's feet, dead*

Harry: *he stares blankly at the body*

Key: *stares wide-eyed at Todd's body, hands over her mouth, too shocked to speak* D8 ....

Harry: *finally the reality of the situation hits him, and when it does, it hits him with as much force as it could give. He falls to his knees, turning Todd over, lifting him up and hugging him, sobbing* Noo...!! I'I'm sorry...! I never meant to - th-there could be a CURE... A CURE and I didn't give you a CHANCE...! I'm SORRY, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...!!

Todd: *he lies in Harry's grip, bleeding out of the eye socket where he was shot, dead*

Key: *can only stare in horror--one of her best friends, dead. just like that*

Harry: *he continues to sob, forgetting where he is for the moment and incredibly upset. For years, Todd had been his only friend... and now he's gone forever. Because of HIM*

Todd: *dead*

Key: *quickly becomes teary-eyed, mourning the loss of her friend... she knows they should probably be rid of Todd's body to avoid infection, but she wasn't about to tell Harry to stop grieving... no, she wasn't heartless*

Harry: *And then something within him snaps. His innocence? His sanity? Either way, it is broken beyond repair. He has lost. The very person he tried so hard to keep safe, shot down by his own hand. No longer is he Harry Gatzsky, future filmmaker. Now he is Harry Gatzsky... survivor. He stands up and wipes his tears away. His tone is sharp, hardened, HARSH* ... We're leaving.

Key: *looks at him, a bit thrown off by the sudden change in tone* O-Okay....

Harry: *he puts his gas mask back on, having taken it off to wipe the tears away. he looks at the fallen soldier in Todd's room. Probably infected now. It wouldn't be safe to take his armor. This decided, he takes a pump shotgun and opens the door to the apartment building's hallway* ...

Key: ! *grabs a two pistols just to be safe. she wasn't sure if she could handle the bigger gun...*

*quiet sobbing could be heard down the hall*

Harry: *after listening for a minute, he connects who the sobs belong to* ... That sounds like Sam! *he runs to her apartment*

Key: !! *follows him*

Sam: *continues to sob, the noise seeming like it's coming from her room*

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Harry: *he climbs in and tries falling asleep* ...

Key: *climbs in next to him and tries the same* ...

Harry: *despite how uncomfortable it is in the same bed as Key, he manages to doze off*

Key: *also manages to eventually doze off*

*the next morning*

Harry: *unknowingly to him, he has, in his sleep, put an arm around Key, now rather close to her*

Key: *wakes up the next morning quite confused due to the fact that she can't move--until she realizes that it was because Harry was hugging her from behind* o//////////o;;;;!!!!!

Harry: *he pulls her closer, having felt Key trying to pull away and unconsciously trying to keep her there*

Key: !!!! *stops moving, trying to figure out how to get out of this without waking Harry up (how do i get myself into these situations?!)* >/////<;

Harry: *he remains asleep, more pleasant and peaceful looking than his normally stressed features*

Key: *twists her head back to look at him, trying to ignore how close they were* ....... *turns her head back, deciding to let him sleep... he deserves the extra rest*

Harry: *continues to sleep for a while before drowsily coming to* ...?

Key: *was already half asleep again, so she doesn't really register this* ...?

Harry: *immediately removes his arm from Key* !!! D///8

Key: --!! *turns around to face him, scooting away* ...Goooood morning. >///////////>;;

Harry: M-Morning... sorry I, um... </////<;;

Key: I-It's okay. Don't worry about it. ^^;;;

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Harry: *quietly* ... There could be a cure...

Key: ... *tries to calm herself down again. eventually, she does* ...right..... always a chance... *sits down on the couch with a tired sigh* ...i just wanna know WHY... it'd be nice to have someone to blame for this....

Harry: ... Then blame fate. Blame God. Blame whatever omnipotent being you can think of.

Key: heh... I can think of a lot... so... *looks over at Harry* ...What do we do now?

Harry: ... Well... well, I want to know if Todd's okay, but...

Key: ...What we saw just now... wasn't that enough to know?

Harry: He tore his eyes out...! *he lets out a shuddering sigh, covering his eyes with his hands* ... I just want my friend back... w-we were almost like brothers...

Key: ...I know... I'm sorry... <:(

Harry: ... It... hurts me more than anything to see him angry and scared and hurting all at once... to just... watch him SUFFER...

Key: *really doesn't know what to say anymore. she never really had a connection to anyone like that... except probably to her family... and good GOD, did she not want to think of what might have happened to them* .........

Harry: ... h-he'll be... fine... there'll be a cure... everything's going to be okay...

Key: ....mhmm........

Harry: ... I'm... gonna go to bed...

Key: ...C-Can I sleep in your room? I-I'd rather not b-be alone...

Harry: *he turns his head to look at her* ... ... Okay. Come on. *he opens the door to his room, letting her go in first* ...

Key: *grabs her pillow and blankets off the couch, and goes into the room. she starts laying the blankets down on the floor*

Harry: ... Oh... I don't... mind sharing my bed, Key...

Key: ...Oh, okay. *grabs the things off the floor and puts them on the bed instead* ...

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Harry: D8> ... *he shuts the door* ... It's not fair... why did this have to happen...?

*on the other side, Todd laughs and mutters to himself*

Key: I-I-I don't know... *laughs nervously* Maybe the universe just h-hates us...

Harry: ... I-I just wanted a normal life... and I HAD IT... FOR TWO frackING YEARS...!

Todd: *his mutters become nervous - paranoid*

Key: *really doesn't know what to say* I'm sorry...

Harry: Well! You can be sorry ALL YOU WANT - MAYBE I JUST DON'T BELONG TO A NORMAL SOCIETY! D8< *he backs away from her* MAYBE I WAS JUST MEANT FOR THIS!!

Todd: *muttering*

Key: D-Don't say that, NO ONE deserves this...!

Harry: Not you, maybe... but what do you think I am? A sniveling CREATURE with little to NO purpose in his life other than to get in the way of everyone else... I-I couldn't help Todd... I can't help anyone... I can't... CREATE anything in a world like this... *he looks directly at Key, looks into her eyes* ... why don't you perk your head up and listen, huh? There's a sound in the air. Wanna know what it is? That's the sound of billions of dreams shattering all at once. Including mine. Not that mine mattered.

Key: *is taken aback by his words, and stumbles over her own when she tries to respond, her voice coming out shaky and quiet* e-everyone's dreams matter just the same... w-w-we can still get out of this...!

Harry: *he speaks in a whisper* ... How...? And another question - why would I WANT to escape it...? Right now... I don't even see a reason to try...

Key: T-Todd wouldn't want you to give up so easily, would he? D:>

Harry: TODD'S A CRAZED MUTANT!! WHO CARES ABOUT WHAT TODD WANTS OR EVER WANTED NOW!! THIS ISN'T GIVING UP!! THIS IS ACCEPTING REALITY!! D8<

Key: *actually flinches away from him when he yells. she just looks plain SCARED now--of Harry, of Todd, of EVERYTHING that was happening around her. Harry was right. The world was falling apart, and there was nothing they could do. She just stares at Harry, that same, terrified, helpless look in her eyes*

Harry: *he stares back, his anger turning to sorrow rather quickly, unable to stand that look on Key's face* ... I'm sorry for yelling...

Key: *is almost inaudible* I-I-It's okay... y-you're right, a-anyway...

Harry: ... I... I don't know if I'm right or not... Don't believe me, I just - I'm upset.

Key: *is now falling into despair* hah... n-no, w're pretty much dead. a-at least I am, I dunno about you...

Harry: ... There might be a cure... they could make a cure, and everything will be normal again...

Key: A-And what are the chances of that? From th-the looks of it, ANYONE can catch this thing! What if it spreads too far too fast?? D:>

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Harry: ... I just wanted to know if he was doing okay... o-or if he needs anything... *quietly* ... He's never yelled at me like that before...

Key: <:( ...It's because he's sick, Harry... *gently grabs his wrist, and tugs him away from the door* just let him be...

Harry: *in silence, he is led away from the door, blankly staring at the ground, wondering if he is truly doing the right thing by keeping Todd in the apartment* ...

Key: *sits Harry down on the couch* ...you hungry? want something to eat? <:(

Harry: *quietly, whilst still looking at the ground* ... I'm fine...

Key: ... *sits down on the couch next to him. she knows that they're in deep water right now, but it hasn't really hit her yet... she occasionally wonders if Harry hasn't realized it either...*

*suddenly the sound of Todd screaming in pain sounds out in the apartment*

Harry: !!!! *he doesn't think, doesn't care about anything at the moment - he has to be sure Todd is okay - Todd has to stay okay, or - he opens the door to Todd's room and is horrified by what he finds* TODD!! D8>

Todd: *he managed to put on his hoodie and some brown sweatpants before - both have the limbs wrapped in duct tape - though one is to wonder if Todd had done that to himself while deluded as he is now, or before and simply forgot to take the duct tape off. Either way, he now stands hunched over near his bed, hood up, clutching his eyes, and crying out from the BURNING. His skin is a bluish gray, his hair a grey-white, and his nails have somehow formed into black, sharp, shimmering claws*

Key: !!! HARRY, WAIT--!! *follows him, and is equally horrified by what she sees--Todd had turned, and it was even worse than she thought it would be* H-Harry... w-we can't stay here...! D8>

Harry: Don't make me ABANDON HIM like this...!! D8>

Todd: MY EYES...!! *backs away from them, seemingly knowing where they are* S-STAY AWAY!!

Key: We don't know what he'll do if we stay, at LEAST get out of his room...! D8

Harry: HE'S SICK AND DYING AND HE'S MY BEST FRIEND!! I CAN'T ABANDON HIM!! NOT AFTER ALL WE'VE BEEN THROUGH!! NOT AFTER HOW MUCH HE'S HELPED ME JUST BECAUSE HE KNEW HE COULD!!

Todd: *and then uses his claws to tear out his eyes* GRAAUUGH!!

Harry: D8> !!!!????

Key: *can only stare in horror* D8>!!!??!?

Todd: *when he's finished mutilating himself, he stands, though still somewhat like an animal would, hunched over. He looks... RELIEVED*

Harry: *he can't help but vomit a little from the whole thing*

Key: *forcibly pulls Harry out of the room, never taking her eyes off of Todd, and tries to close the door* D8

Harry: NO! *puts his foot in the way of the door, keeping it open* There has to be a way to help him - there HAS to be...!! D8>

Todd: *stands, wiping the blood out of his eye sockets* ...

Key: You said so yourself, it's incurable!! D8>

Harry: That's just because it's NEW...! D8>

Todd: ... I... feel better... y-yes... m-much better - y-yes! Hahaha! B-better! Hahaahah!

Key: *is incredibly scared of Todd at this point--she desperately tries to pull him away from the door* Come ON, Harry! D8>

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Harry: *he stares at the body, shaking* ... W-well... w-world's gone insane anyway... r-right?

Todd: gghhk...

Sam: *shocked and incredibly disturbed (oh god oh god what if he kills us next!?), she turns and runs out the door*

Key: !!

Harry: !! SAM - DON'T! D8

Todd: *shifts in the bed*

Sam: *is gone. down the hall, a door slams*

Key: *looks at the door, then back at Harry, obvious fear showing on her face* D:> ....

Harry: ... D-don't... don't you leave me, too... I-I didn't know what else to do - I-I just... I HAD to, Key...

Todd: Mnngh...

Key: *shakes her head. she wasn't planning on leaving, no, she was as good as dead on her own, especially if things were as crazy outside as she thought* ....

Harry: *he sits down on the couch* ... Goddamnit...

Todd: *moans*

Key: ... *shuts the door, then goes over to the couch, sitting on the other end of it* ...S-So... what do we do about Todd?

Harry: *quietly* ... I don't know...

Key: ...He's going to turn... what if he attacks us? D:>

Harry: ... I can't... I can't imagine him ever doing something like that...

Key: *opens her mouth to say something, but finds that she can't--not when she knows that Hary's hope of Todd recovering is basically all that's keeping him going* .....

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Harry: *he walks over to Todd's room, knocking on the door* ... Todd? Are you feeling any better? D:>

Todd: GO AWAY!!

Harry: Wh - Todd?? D8>

Todd: I DON'T WANT TO TALK! NOT TO YOU, AND NOT TO ANYONE!! D8<

Key: !! H-Harry, I wouldn't bother him if I were you...! D:

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Harry: *doesn't notice Sam there* Think about WHAT, Key?? He's got the new incurable disease and all WE can do is sit and watch him WASTE AWAY!

Key: D:!!! SHHHH.

Sam: !!!! *gapes at Harry--how in the world had that not occurred to her!?* ...So that whole thing about the stairs wasn't true, huh?

Harry: !!!! FUH - frack! shoot! shoot!! You weren't - you weren't supposed to know! D8

Sam: I WASN'T? What if I have it, Gatzsky!? What THEN?

Key: D: ...

Harry: Then it's too late and it would be better if you didn't panic.

Sam: *tries to calm herself down, but fails miserably* W-What if we ALL have it!? D8

Key: Sam, freaking out won't help ANY of us! D:>

Harry: It will make the situation worse. And the situation's bad ENOUGH.

Sam: *stays quiet, but is visibly nervous* .....S-So, what do we do? D:>

Key: ...We stay put, I guess... If we DO have the virus, the least we can do is NOT spread it around...

*just then, there is a knock at their door*

Harry: !!!

Voice: *behind the door is a gruff-sounding man* Any survivors in there?

Harry: *whispering to Key and Sam* ... Survivors...??

Key: Hang on... I think he means anyone who's not sick. D: *a bit louder* Y-Yeah, we're in here!

Sam: ....

Key: *goes over to the door, and opens it slightly*

Soldier: *he wears heavy armor and a gas mask. On his back, he carries a rather large bag, and in his hands, an assault rifle. He wastes no time letting himself in* I'm a part of the Military Survivor-Aid.

Harry: The - the whah...? D8

Soldier: I am here to deliver guns and protection to any survivors I can find. *closes the door behind him and quickly starts taking out three gas masks, three pistols, ammo, and three pump shotguns... as well as a slip of paper instructing them on how to use the guns*

Sam: I-Is it really that bad out there...? D8

Key: *takes the weapons and ammo without a word, but on the inside, she was panicking*

Soldier: The people with the Green Flu are attacking anyone they can find. CEDA tried to contain them, but too many people have been trying to keep their infected loved ones away from them. Not a very smart thing to do. We've taken over tackling this Green Flu problem. No more bleeding hearts. We're going to shoot any infected civilians we find. Now let me search this apartment, please.

Harry: We... we're not hiding anyone. D8

Soldier: I just need to check, sir.

Key: *glances nervously at Harry* D:>

Sam: *looks down at the floor, and says nothing*

Harry: ... *he eyes the guns on the floor* ... Go check, then.

Soldier: Thanks you. *checks each room, careful, gun ready* ... *then he opens the door to Todd's room* !!!

Todd: *groans*

Harry: *quietly picks up a pistol while the soldier was distracted, and takes the safety off. For Todd. Anything to keep Todd safe*

Key: *notices what Harry's doing, and hisses* Harry, don't--!! D8

Sam: D8!!

Harry: *he doesn't hear Key. Or rather, he refuses to hear her. He can't have a conscience right now. Not if he wants to protect Todd. He sneaks right up behind the soldier*

Soldier: Well, party's over. All of you are going to be taken into custody to be tested for any signs of the Green Flu, and your friend here's going to have to be -

Harry: *shoots him in the back of the head*

Soldier: *without a sound, he falls over, dead*

Sam: *yelps in surprise--she didn't think he would really do it* D8 ...

Key: *looks away, biting her finger to avoid screaming. Harry just killed someone*

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Todd: *remains quiet at this point, his throat dry*

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Harry: ... Right. *he enters the room with Sam and immediately goes for the first aid, struggling to help himself*

Key: ! *hears the door open, and goes out* ...Where's Bobby?

Sam: *looks over at Key* He's um... unavailable. How's Todd doing? <:(

Key: Not much better, I'm afraid...

Sam: ... *goes over to the room*

Key: ... *looks over at Harry* ...Whoa, hey, what happened? D:

Todd: *coughs painfully* Ghck...!

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Harry: Oh, well, Bobby was so unwilling to help he decided to say "no" with a chef's knife. *trying to help himself*

Sam: D: ... *goes into the room and sits by him on the bed* ... <:( ...

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Key: ...WHY? D8 *notices him trying to bandage himself* Oh--Here, let me. *takes the first-aid kit from him and starts pulling out things* ...So WHY did he attack you? D:>

Todd: *moans weakly*

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Harry: ... He... he was sick... there was vomit all over the apartment... and he kept yelling at me that it was MY fault...

Sam: *lightly touches his cheek* ...

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Key: ...Do you think he was infected? Also, this might sting. *tries to clean his wound with an alcohol-soaked gauze*

Todd: C... can't... hngk...! *he quickly moves himself over to the side and vomits*

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Harry: OW - g-got that Green Flu? I-I think so... he was treating Todd... maybe he figured that out, and since I lied to him in order to save Todd... Christ...

Sam: !!!!

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Key: *cleans up the wound, then puts a fresh piece of gauze over it* ...Do you think we should tell Sam?

Todd: S... sorry...

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Harry: ... I don't know... I don't think telling her would help. I guess she has a right to know, but...

Sam: Don't apologize, it's not your fault... <:(

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Key: *wraps the bandage around his arm* ...I think we should warn her... so she doesn't get sick too...

Todd: Ahh... aagghh...!

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Harry: ... What if it's too late?

Sam: *feels terrible because she can't do anything for him* D:> ...

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Key: *finishes tying off the bandage* ...so, what do we do now? T-Todd obviously has it...

Todd: H-hurts...!

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Harry: ... I don't know... *he's tearing up - something that he's never done in front of Key. In front of anyone really, save for Todd* ... I-I just... I don't KNOW...

Sam: I'm sorry...! is there anything i can do? D:>

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Key: !! *puts a hand on his arm (his shoulder's a bit too far away)* Harry...! I-It's okay, we'll figure something out...! D:>

Todd: M... m-more ice...? P-please...?

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Harry: Key, he's going to DIE! D8>

Sam: *nods, and opens the door*

Key: !! Harry, shhshhhh... calm down... we just have to sit down and think about this, okay?

Sam: ...? *goes to grab another bag of ice*

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