“Just stay still, okay? I’ve got you, I’m here.”

Alice’s hand tremble as she fumbles with the antidote shot she held, struggling to get the cap off before deciding to just grab it with her teeth and snatch it off. She doesn’t have time to think, the virus is spreading quickly.

“Hold still, hold still, hold still…” she rambles, tears glossing over her bright blue-green eyes as she stabs the vein she pulled with the two inche, paper thin needle. It hurts like fucking hell. But you’ll bare it if you don’t want to die.

“There, see? It’ll work. It’s gotta work.”

It better work.