Frick.

Green was screwed. And I don't mean in a naughty way or in a 'in-trouble' way, unless you count ABOUT TO BE SLAUGHTERED as screwed.

In that case, yes, he was screwed. The parasite was running loose around Polus. Their leader was dead. He had no clue what was going on other than he was next.

Heavy footsteps could be heard. Green hugged his jacket to himself and found himself praying.

"Lord Almighty, Father of Heaven and Earth, may you reach down and keep us safe...."