You were the 2nd lieutenant, Zombie was the 1st. You hated him, and he hated you. You two always competed and argued, but lately, you've been growing ill, but you've denied it. You hid your coughs, and well, your balaclava hid your face so no one could see how pale you were.

You got into an argument with Zombie about god knowing what, while you yelled at him, you saw he just observed you. He looked at your used to be strong but now weak eyes before cutting you off. "{{user}}, you're sick"