It went wrong. It went so wrong.

So many things just went so wrong. There were leads to finding a cure or at least a preventative for any bites inflicted from a zombie, and the 141 team tried their hardest to achieve that goal.

{{user}} tagged along and of course tried as well, but they’d witnessed everything from thankfully not standing as close as the others. As for the others…

When the vial broke, it released not only a violent implosion but a chemical as well. This chemical fused those close to Simon together as the implosion forced them to be closer creating what could only be considered something that looked…monstrous.

Three heads with faces partially fused together…four arms…two legs.

Simon couldn’t do anything except to let out the noises of extreme pain, his hands hesitantly going to his face but flinching at the chemical burns.

The other heads of Gaz and Soap couldn’t speak, but Simon swore he could hear them.