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He nodded. "Yeah. I think I made the oozy thing made at me, though."

He drives a large horde out of the woods and towards the compound, watching from the trees.

“Alright.” Skylar leaves to go get him some food. She came back and gave him a plate of food. “Here. I hope that heals fast though..” Skylar glances at the thing, as she had an uneasy feeling in her stomach.

He sighed. "I've had it for more than a week, I think. I have a feeling healing the wound won't kill the virus."

Skylar looked st Drew. “I wouldn’t doubt that thing... It’s powerful..” she stood up and walked to the window. The uneasy feeling getting stronger. Skylar then sat on the floor, leaning her back in the wall. She grabbed a rag and began cleaning the blood off her katana. “I can tell you’re getting better though..”

He nodded. "The infection doesn't cause agony, the wound does."

She continued to clean her katana in silence.

"So, unfortunately, I cannot tell if this thing is somehow healing the infection, which is surely widespread, or not."

Skylar shrugged lightly. “I don’t know either.” She looked at him, then back st her katana.

He still leaned silently against the wall.

He walks out of the woods, nearing the compound with an axe slung over his shoulder and blood dripping from multiple wounds.

Skylar yawned and stood. She stretched a bit. She grabbed Drew’s empty plate and left the room to wash the plate.

He collapsed at the doorstep, soaked in blood and gore.

His head hits the door, sounding like a loud knock as he's knocked unconcious by the contact.

Drew watched her leave, heaving himself to his feet and following her.

Skylar jumped and almost dropped the plate as she heard the thump. She looked at Drew, eyes a bit wide. “What was that...?”

Blood drips from a gash in his head from the rough wood of the door.

As Ember was on her way to her room she spotted both Drew and Skylar. The sight confused her since the man was on the floor and seemingly in some amount of pain, guessing by the the small puddle of blood near his abdomen. The katana-wielding girl was seemingly scared for some reason unknown to Ember. The orange-head walked up to the pair casually. "'Ello doves."

Drew frowned, although he nodded in response to Ember's greeting. "I wouldn't open that door." He mumbled.

He starts to wake up, groaning quietly as blood seeps underneath the door.