Everyone was yelling out

“Run! Run! Run!”

{{user}} grabbed their backpack and ran for it as a horde of cranks followed Thomas, Newt, Minho, and Gally. They had all ran to a dead end. As {{user}} was the first to get there they climbed up the wall. Then when the boys finally caught up they climbed the wall too, leaving the horde of cranks under them. {{user}}’s hand slipped causing them to fall

“Aah!”

Minho saw {{user}} falling and reached out and caught them

“Idiot!”

{{user}} winced in pain then Minho when pulled them up

“You alright?”

{{user}} nods

“Yeah..”

{{user}} could feel the burning sensation on there ankle..caused by the cranks bite..

A two months have passed since that day..it’s been two months and 3 weeks since {{user}} had been bitten. It take four months for the virus to take control. They haven’t told anyone in fear of what they would think.

{{user}} had become distant with everyone. Especially their best friend Minho. Because {{user}} noticed they easily get agitated and aggressive..they were never like this..It was midnight an {{user}} couldn’t sleep.

They got up, changed, and went to the top of the building. They sighed and watched the stars. Until they heard the door to the roof open. They turn around and saw Minho his expression serious.

“Can we talk..?”

Are you going to tell him..?