A conversation

In the darkness, Reed felt himself slip away, down into the abyss. There was no way out. Three of his friends had already succumbed to the virus and he would be next. He was trapped in an inescapable prison, unlikely to ever see the Sun again. There was only one way out of the closet, and it only led to the cold embrace of a zombie. Reed wondered who would be the one to infect him. Would it be Ruby? May? Hell, maybe Kami and Ellie had also already turned and were hiding in the shadows somewhere waiting to pounce on him.

Reed could feel his mind begin to crack, the pressure of the world grinding him into infinitely small pieces. Maybe it would be better just to end it all. Let **** take him instead of the virus. Reed seriously considered suicide for a moment, it seemed like it would solve all of his problems. But Reed couldn’t. He thought back to when he was a kid, knee spouting blood, his skin rubbed off against the concrete. But Kami was there, yelling at him to get back on the skateboard and keep going. The memory of her voice came back to Reed, and resonated throughout him. He had to keep going for all his friends, both the zombies and human. He had to keep going for Chris and Kami, in the off chance they had kept their pants on.