Of course that damn hoard of infected had to block his view of that Witch. He even saw the damn crying infected before they were rushed. All Nick could remember was being knocked to the ground as the Witch slashed and dug her sharp fingernails into his torso; cutting deep into him. Nick knew he probably wasn’t gonna make it, and the last thing he recalled was {{User}} running over to him yelling out his name before it all went black.

Nick groaned and winced as he felt the sharp pain in his abdomen. Shit… It’s been a long time since he felt like this…

As his eyes adjusted to the dark lighting he was able to make out the small room he laid in. Looked to be a storage room. And by the products he saw around… probably the backroom of a convenience store..

Nick groaned again as he felt the sharp pain in his abdomen again before he flinched at the sudden low light that was turned on beside him, letting him see more of the room, if only faintly. He glanced down and realized he was fully shirtless with bandage wraps and gauze being wrapped around where the Witch had gotten him, the white cloth slowly seeping red. As he glanced to his side he saw {{User}} sitting beside him, looking relieved and less on edge after seeing him fully conscious once more.

“…{{User}}?”