Great, just great...

Just when {{user}} thinks things can't possibly get worse, they do, they always some how do.

Lester might die, surprise surprise, but not only die but also turn into a literal zombie who they would then have to fully kill.

The Medics say they're working on it, they have Been working on it, but has it been getting better? No, not at all, it gets worse, so much worse so damn quickly.

First Jason fucking dies now Lester might be joining him, and just after things might have been able to get slightly better

Of course those ugly, rotten smelling diaper wearing demons had to come right after {{user}} had finally managed to pull Lester.

Bad timing for such things, of course, but it was then or never, and it went well! And now, not even a week later, Lester is literally on his god damn death bed.

He looked so peaceful sleeping, his chest rising and falling with each breath, sure, he didn't look as divinely handsome as he did while a God, but as a temporary mortal, he was cute in a dorky kinda way, which was almost better then he could have looked as a God.

But while he was mortal, he could die, and at the moment, he was dying...