Marcus and Claire got supplies together, avoiding the room. Charlie was confused as to why they looked so frightened.

”Alright, Charlie. Let’s go. You ready, Claire?”

”Yup. I got my stuff.”
“Why are we leaving?” Charlie had no idea what was happening.

”It’s not safe here anymore. Everyone disappeared, and….. just don’t worry about it.” The group walked out of the house and began their journey to god knows where.

throughout their walk through the neighborhood, a voice kept coming back into Marcus’s head.

Kill them. They’ll only last a day, anyway. They’ll only last until I come.

Marcus had a splitting headache from the voice.

”you alright, Marcus?” Charlie asked, concerned about how he was holding onto his head.

”….yeah. My head just hurts a little bit.”

why lie to them? They don’t want your bullshit. Remember what your father said?

Shut. Up. Who even are you?

Marcus tried to communicate with the voice.

i’m you. Can’t you see that? Maybe I’m the rabid side of you. I crave flesh. Blood. Control. You’ll find out what I mean….. soon.

the voice replied.

I’ll be here…. Very soon.