Chapter Fifty Five

“Peter, we already know he’s an evil piece of shit,” Justine said, sounding tired and impatient with his brother. “Whatever is on these disks isn’t going to tell us anything he hasn’t already told us himself.”

Peter looked unconvinced and took the top disc from the stack. He took it and slid it into the gaming console he and Ricky were playing on before. When the TV screen lit up, he fiddled with some buttons, and the screen went black. There’s a small timestamp at the bottom of the screen, displaying a date that’s almost a year ago, before the time the infection started.

Despite my insistence, there’s nothing on these discs, I felt myself moving toward the couch to sit beside Diana. She made room for me, never taking her eyes off of the screen in front of us. For a second, I thought that nothing was going to happen until the screen lightened as if someone turned on a