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“ B-but if it was one of those dead things, just cut it off because I don’t want to turn into one of those things. I don’t want to die.” She started to shake even more st the thought of it.

Skylar shook her head, and let go of the girl’s hand. “Even if it cut you, it’s infected... I could amputate it... But I don’t know if it’s too late. Do you feel sick? Weak? Do you feel agitated in any way?” Skylar bombarded her with questions.

She quickly shook her head to the questions. “I-i just got this w-when I was running, so I’ve only had it for a short time.” She said to her.

Drew finally found some water, grabbing a bottle, tempted to chug it. He ended up instead choosing to find some clothing and then go shower. Maybe he could clean the wound out enough that it didn't turn him.

"Don't amputate. Can we heal?" the symbiote asks, shifting in Skylar's head.

Ember saw the man from a few days ago pass by and decided to acquaint herself. She bounded towards the entrance of her room and leaned beyond the door, holding the door frame with her left hand as she called out to him. "Hey! I don't know you yet."

Skylar shook her head and whispered, “people will find out about you and question my sanity.”

The picture of a crocodile grinning flashes in Skylar's mind, as the symbiote hisses, "I can heal her, if you want. She can keep a ssecret, yess?"

She yells for Skykar

Skylar looked at the girl. “How old are you, kid?”she then hears rose and yells back, “hang on.”

The symbiote goes silent, waiting for an opportunity. ((Gotta go, I'll be back in the morning))

“15.” She mumbled quietly to the woman.

He sticks his head into the room, no longer soaked in gore. "Who's this?"

Drew froze, turning to glance at Ember. "Oh." He mumbled, surprised. "I don't believe I've really met you yet either." He said respectfully.

Taken by his respectfulness and she not blessed by a weapon to the face or yelling for her rude introduction, she stood straight up and looked at him a bit more closely. Trying to memorize every detail she could of him, causing her to stare blankly at him, she replied. "What's your name exactly? Never caught it."

Skylar smiled. “You’re lucky you’re alive. My name is Skylar. I’m 18.. but you’re in luck because I’m... the medic?” She laughed softly. “I also introduced everyone to this safe house. Let’s get this taken care of.” Skylar motioned to her cut. And led her to the room where her medical supplies are.

"Drew. Drew Howler." He informed her stiffly. "Why are you staring at me?" He seemed a bit confused.

"Good, good..." , she replied as she stared for a bit longer before blinking and swaying to the side. She caught herself before she hit the wall and blinked once more at...Drew! Drew. Ember gave the man a smirk as she leaned against the wall to her left, crossing her arms in the process. "So, Drew, what's your story?"

Skylar gave the girl pain killers and then Skylar walked out of the room, bored.

"My, uh, my story? What do you mean?" He asked, a bit confused.