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Chapter Seventy Eight
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“Thank you,” I said softly. “He was a good man. I don’t know what we’re gonna do without him.” The man turned his attention back to the road, and I looked at Peter, handing him the box with the cure. “I don’t think Justine is in a place to be in charge of this at the moment. I think, for the time being, you’re gonna have to take over control of the group. He won’t be up for it any time soon.” Clyde was watching our exchange with curiosity, his gaze shifting to the container now in Ricky's lap. "Whatever is in that container must be significant," he remarked softly. "You continued to refuse to get out of that vehicle until you obtained it, even if it posed your lives in danger. Why? What could have been so vital that it was worth two of your friends' lives? " Clyde met my gaze when I looked at him. "Don't assume I didn't notice that bite when you walked him in." “It’s the answer to all of our problems,” Peter replied, his fingers tracing the cool metal of the box. “It’s a cure, a way
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Millie wasn’t the only person in the tent. There were two men in white coats with clipboards, and they ushered us farther into the tent. One closed the flap behind Justine, and he looked us over closely, probably trying to decide where to start with us. While Millie looked after Isabel, he motioned to several nearby chairs. “Take a seat. We’ll take you behind the curtain one at a time and have you undress for a quick examination.”“You’re shitting us, right?” Peter asked, eyes narrowing a fraction. “There is mother fucking snow on the ground. Do you honestly think any of us are stripping?”The doctor didn’t look up from his clipboard. “It’ll only take a moment. We can’t let you any farther into the community until you’ve been cleared. I’m sorry, but you’ll have to deal. The sooner you strip, the sooner you can get dressed again. You’ll be given some hot chocolate for your troubles while you wait for your friends to finish," he motioned to the screen behind him, tucked away into the c
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“If you’re right and you guys do succeed, everything is gonna change. Hope will be alive once again. We can actually begin rebuilding instead of just surviving. People won’t have to be afraid to search for their lost loved ones, or to fall in love again for fear of losing who they’ve given their heart to. So many possibilities, all because of one crazy scientist, and a group of kids crazy enough to go after him," Clyde looked back at us, his eyes shining with unshed tears and the smile on his face growing. “You’ll all have prominent spots in the community if you decide to return. Everyone will know who you are.”Peter’s cheeks turn red. “I don’t know about that,” he said, looking away. “I’ll be happy knowing we made a difference. I don’t need any kind of praise or validation from others. We had a duty to seek out this cure, and we did it. It’s nothing most people wouldn’t have done if given the chance.”“You really believe that?” Clyde asked, lifting one bushy eyebrow. “Huh. I can’t sa
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A quick glance out the window showed that it was no longer snowing, which was good for us. It'd make the drive tomorrow much easier if the roads don’t get any worse, and it'd be easier on us when we had to ditch the vehicles and continue on foot. I’m not sure of the layout of New York, but I assumed we’re not going to be driving straight up to the front door of a top-secret government facility. At the very least I’m sure there would be a fence, and maybe even more obstacles.I tore myself away from the window, sitting on the edge of the bed with Justine while I pulled on my boots. They zipped up easily, and I waited for him to ready himself mentally. He finally sighed and gets to his feet, following me to the door. The others were already waiting for us downstairs, and I saw Clyde, Billie, and Michael were all with them. This couldn’t be good…“What’s going on?”“Just a precaution,” Clyde assured. “Word got out about Justine being here, and there are a lot of unhappy campers. We just w
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“You did look a little green up there,” Xander said with a smirk.“You did great. It was a speech to go down in history,” Clyde replied. “I told Millie it would be, so she had someone write down the entire thing word for word, so we can put it in our records. People will remember that speech for a very long time.”Billie clapped his hands loudly. “Well, now that the official business is over with, who wants some booze?”“Yeah, what the hell,” Michael said, getting to his feet. “This might be our last chance ever to get drunk.”The two of them headed up to the front and grabbed red plastic cups, searching through the already open bottles of liquor for something to drink. Billie chose what looked like Captain Morgan spiced rum and he mixed it with coke, making his drink very strong. Michael went with seven and seven, using less liquor and more pop to take it down a notch.“What did they mean by ‘this might be our last chance ever to get drunk’?” Justine asked.“The three of us are headi
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As the celebration drew to a close, Justine and I headed back to our house. We took our time, enjoying the peacefulness of the night, not really minding the cold anymore as we enjoyed each other’s company. The others wandered along behind us, watching us with obvious concern. I knew they saw us together during the song, and I knew they saw how it affected us so deeply, but none of them know why or what to say. So they remained quiet and just watched, looking for any sign that something was wrong.When we reached the house, everyone gathered in the living room, taking up every available seat on the couch, chairs, and the floor. Clyde, Billie, and Michael joined us, and together we made a rough plan of attack. “Unfortunately, we don’t know the layout of this area where the lab is,” Clyde began. “And we don’t know the extent of the disease. So we’re going in blind and to an extent, we’ll just have to hope that things work out for the best. What we can plan for, however, is what to do in
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Justine was going to die in the next couple of hours. He’s going to be ripped away from me, and then he’s going to come back. He'd probably end up being a rotten for at least a little bit while we get the cure to work. He’s going to suffer a fate worse than death.The tears streamed down my face and I started to choke. Justine pulled me closer as I cried, but for once it didn’t comfort me; it made me feel claustrophobic and smothered. Suddenly, I couldn't breathe or function. All I could do was cry and gasp for air like my lungs had been punctured or flattened like pancakes. I couldn’t lose him. I couldn’t. Please…Everyone kept their distance while Justine and I cried it out, and I was forever grateful for it. We needed the space and time to ourselves, even if we didn’t have the time to spare right now. I was dangerously close to breaking, and it was wise for them to keep their distance. All I wanted to do was scream and throw things and pull at my hair, cursing Dr. Melendez, the gove
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Unfortunately, I was one of the ones closest to the front.The rottens advanced on us, and Billie pulled the trigger again and again. One more rotten dropped, but the second just staggered as his shoulder jerked back from the impact. Peter fired, and the wounded rotten dropped to the ground, unmoving. The rest of them were on us, and I brought my weapon up. My heart was racing in my chest and my blood pounded like a drum in between my ears, creating a roar that blocked out everything except the harsh sound of my breathing.I pulled the trigger and my hand jerked from the force of the shot, but a rotten dropped. Three more drops to the ground courtesy of Billie and Peter, and I took out an eighth. Only four left; Billie took out two of them with relative ease, leaving the last two for me and Peter while he reloaded. Mine was too close to take the time to aim, so I just screamed in anger and hatred, swinging my weapon up before bringing it back down like a hammer, slamming into the rotte
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