"I hate everyone."
"Except me, right?"
"No, especially you."
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It's funny, isn't it? That when the whole world decides to become infected with a brutal and fatal virus, the real monsters are the ones still alive? Blake Finnegan lost most of...
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LIKE SYLVIE PREDICTED, EVA WAS INEVITABLY GONE BY THE TIME WE CIRCLED BACK TO THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE ARENA. We decided to keep a low profile on our way back considering we're now in Slum territory, keeping to the edges, avoiding people as much as possible.
There's blood everywhere. It paints the concrete. The roads. The walls. Dead bodies too, now covered in flies and getting picked at bt certain birds. This isn't the real world anymore. Dead bodies don't get dealt with. They get ignored.
"Remember the plan then," Sylvie says, "If we can't find her we find one of the bikers and see if they know what happened to her and their leader."
"We're not going to go see them, we're going to threaten them." I scoff.
"Well...that too."
"The one with the mohawk," I nod, "His body isn't here. We can find him and get out what he what knows about his leader."
Sylvie nods herself, "Right. And then the moment we get Mars back - we're back to ACE, okay? We have to take this to Anais - we have to tell her what we know about The Slums now."
"You mean that they exist in the first place?" I raise a brow.
She shrugs, "Yeah. And also The Arena - that's freaky."
"If we want to find green-mohawk we'll have to ask around. I'm sure they're notorious enough that people will know." I suggest.
"Alright," She nods, "But let's stick to the more mangly and unhealthy looking people...I don't want to get into a fight with some...some..."
"Druggies?" I put forward.
"No, that's not it."
"Husks of human beings?"
"Eh, closer."
"Violence-enthused savages?"
"Yes! Exactly." She shoves a finger into my chest.
"Seriously?" I let her push me back a bit. I mean, violence-enthused savages is the best way she can put the dangerous people who live in The Slums? I wasn't even nearly close enough to the most descriptive and vulgar terms I could come up with.
"Let's go for someone who will tell us what we know - and if they won't, we..."
"Threaten?" I finish for her.
"Yeah, that."
"If you can't even say the word threaten in a zombie apocalypse then you may as well just bite the bullet and starve yourself to death." I sigh.
"I can say the word threaten. See? I just did." She says dryly.
