Sam was alone in his room, he knew it was ti to leave but part of him wanted to see the fate of this group.
He wanted to understand what would happen or what Clentine would do now that their ti with these people was coming to an end.
Sam wasn’t bothered, he understood the risks that ca with associating with others and the bigger they grew, the harder it was for them to travel through the streets undetected.
Sam took Allison on impulse, he had no use for her but there was no harm in a Specter joining them considering that they were low on fighting power.
Sam also knew that Allison would try to prove herself, he placed Bella with Rachel and co because he wanted to see how the child would process a person who was the source of his trauma.
Sam took out a walkie-talkie, sothing that even Clentine wasn’t aware that he had in his possession, he kept this information hidden.
Sam took out the walkie-talkie but not before adjusting the frequency.
"This is Sam, over..." Sam called out despite the static that the communication device produced. Sam didn’t even state his rank but judging from how he spoke, he was expecting a response.
"Delta, do you copy? Over," Sam asked and a response at the other end told him that his endeavour wouldn’t be in vain.
"Delta co in, have you established contact with the target?" The voice at the other end asked.
"Negative, I’m afraid that is a bust. It is just a boy that was bitten by another human. I’m afraid we have no lead. Over," Sam responded.
He was calm and one could tell by his tone that he was talking to a superior.
"Return to base, we have encountered a problem," The voice commanded.
"A problem big enough that the special force can’t handle? Over" Sam asked.
"You’re still part of the special force, Sam. Over," The voice said but Sam scoffed at the thought of this.
"I was... Now what is the problem Delta? Over," Sam asked, getting straight to the point.
He was a forr special forces agent that was dismissed for unknown reasons but it was clear that his superior held him in high regard for them to contact him.
"We have encountered strong resistance approximately 6000 miles to the South of here. We don’t know what it is but my n can’t breach it. There shouldn’t be any reason as to why they can’t... Over," The voice said.
Sam raised a brow because this wasn’t adding up, there was no way that the military should have any resistance considering their superior artillery.
"Now that is interesting..." Sam thought to himself as it looked like there was sothing strong enough to resist the night of the military.
Sam understood the urgency and this was part of the reason he said that they were leaving tomorrow, he has been in contact with the base for quite so ti.
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Clentine was done showering and changing; she wondered where Jason was seeing as he hadn’t co back in and they also couldn’t have him wandering around as there were threats outside these doors.
The zombies weren’t as easy as they once thought, especially not with those that use their spit-like projectiles.
Jason was in no shape or condition to fight off a zombie and he needed to rest.
"Have you seen Jason?" Clentine asked Allison but she shook her head.
Clentine began to see him as her responsibility because Sam put her in charge of them even though he didn’t verbally say it, that was the only reason he would put her there.
Clentine took it upon herself to search for Jason but she didn’t need to do much.
The mont she opened the door, she saw Jason and Rachel talking but she knew this was potentially a mont as Rachel had her arms around Jason’s.
Clentine sighed as she quietly returned to the room, she had no plans of interrupting whatever that was.
Clentine began to hope that Sam was like that, having an active interest in won but she quickly took away that thought as Sam was showing symptoms of being a psychopath with no empathy.
There can be no relationship with soone that lacks empathy or at least this was what Clentine believed.
"Well, did you find him?" Allison asked.
"Yeah, he is outside with Rachel," Clentine responded.
"What’s their deal?" Allison asked. Clentine didn’t want to indulge in a conversation concerning another person’s life but she couldn’t resist the temptation.
"What do you an?" Clentine asked, trying to play coy.
"Are they a thing or did they date?" Allison was straight to the point, she noticed their weird chemistry the mont she stepped into the car.
"How am I supposed to know?" Clentine asked but more importantly, how did Allison know?
There was no way that this was anything more than a guess, Clentine rembered seeing them together before they joined their company.
"The only person involved with Jason was Bella..." Clentine said but Allison didn’t look at all surprised by this.
"Typical Bella, she hops on any dick available," Allison rolled her eyes, her voice filled with judgnt.
"You don’t seem to get along with her..." Clentine said; she had expertly inserted Bella into the conversation without arousing any suspicion from Allison.
"Bella is everything I hate about won, especially those that leverage their body as their only source of strength..." Allison said. Clentine wanted to know what kind of views Allison had because it would ultimately give her a glimpse into the kind of person that she was.
"I get you. Won have been reduced to nothing more than their bodies, I faced discrimination even in the military but Sam never looked at with belittling eyes, I think that’s why I clung to him," Clentine responded, trying to strike a chord with her to establish that they held similar views when it ca to such matters.
"That’s why I also beca a Specter, it was to prove to myself that I could," Allison said.
"But Bella... She was a constant reminder of everything that I hated," Allison said.
Clentine understood what was happening the more she spoke, this was a typical case where ideals clashed.
Clentine saw nothing wrong with Bella’s lifestyle as sex has always been used as so sort of bargaining chip, even in the old tis either to get commitnt or sothing else.
"Waoh! Those are so pretty strong ideals but you know n don’t like masculine ladies," Clentine joked about it.
"Then why does he have lust in his eyes when he looks at you?" Allison asked, hitting the nail right on the head.
"Pardon?" Clentine asked; this caught her off guard as she didn’t expect this line of questioning.
"You people are unbelievable," Allison scoffed at how naive these people were.
"There is a reason why won use sex to manipulate n, it’s because they want to stick their dicks in every hole they see and you aren’t an exception..." Allison said but her tone implied that she was done with this conversation.
"She’s an interesting one..." Clentine thought to herself.
She opted to use the day to rest but she also had to keep an eye on Allison so that ant she couldn’t fall asleep until Allison did.
-
Jason was enjoying Rachel’s company, there was sothing about her that he had never experienced with any other woman.
He didn’t know what it was but being around her was equivalent to a soothing lody that could only be heard by his heart.
Rachel soon broke free from his embrace as she took a deep breath, Jason wondered why she did that but he quickly rembered the incident when he touched her before and she flinched.
There was none of that this ti, did this an she was more comfortable with him?
These were the least of their problems as Rachel began heading back to her room.
"You should get so rest, Jason. You don’t look too hot," Rachel said before closing the door behind him.
"I would rather sleep with you..." Jason thought to himself but realized that his thoughts weren’t exclusive to him anymore.
[Really Jason... Really?]
"Shut the fuck up Chronos! And you have a lot of things to answer!" Jason barked inwardly.
[What questions do you have?] Chronos asked.
"What the hell did you make do back in the camp?" Jason asked.
[Chronos isn’t your enemy. I’m a system and this world is a ga and like every ga, the player is given choices that could either doom or save the world. You have been given the role of a main character but even in gas, so scenes play out that are out of the player’s control. An example of this is cut scenes, the only thing they can control is the aftermath of each trial you go through only makes you stronger.]
Jason was surprised by how brutally honest Chronos was, now that he thought about it.
Chronos has never lied to him but there was sothing that remained on his mind.
"What is your objectvie Chronos?" Jason asked outright.
[I wish to beco whole again.]
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