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Rachel - Interactive Story - scene 22
🕑 Added 2024-12-04 17:28:23 +0000 UTC"Lawson, look around you. There’s no saving the world now,” Rachel says, her words coming out fast in an even tone. “You’ve got to think about yourself—your survival. Nothing else matters if you’re dead."
Lawson’s grip on the gun loosens slightly, her arm lowering but not fully relaxing. "I’m a cop," she mutters, her voice tight with frustration. "I can’t just… give up."
A wet, gurgling sound draws both their attention. The old man, slumped on the ground moments before, twitches violently. His hands scrabble at the grass, and he heaves forward, vomiting a thick, dark fluid onto the ground. Rachel steps closer, her eyes locking onto his bitten leg, blood still oozing from the wound.
"It’s only a matter of time," Rachel says, her voice low but firm. "He’s bitten. He’ll turn. You’ve seen what happens to them."
Lawson shakes her head, her expression wavering between denial and the weight of reality bearing down. "How do you even know this?"
