The parking lot

In the chaos you slip outside to the parking lot. It is shockingly empty. Pretty much everyone has already fled, or is enjoying the growing orgy inside. Soon this place will be crawling with demons. You make it to your car.

You throw Megan in the backseat and begin pacing. Megan eyes you hungrily.

You are getting ready to text Amanda when you see her running toward the car.

She runs toward you. "Thank god you made it out. The mall is crawling with infected people and demons."

You notice her clothes are in disarray. It makes her look a bit...sexy.

She continues, "Did you get Meg..."

She stops seeing Megan in the back seat.

Amanda eyes you angrily. "What the hell did you do to her?"

Before you can even start explaining she is in the car loosening Megan's gag.

"Amanda, I wouldn't do that one of her friends infected..."

Amanda slides the gag off.

Megan grins. "Thanks sis, now how about a little kiss?"

"What the hell is a matter with you Megan?"

"Mm, Hell is about right. My friend Kristen gave me a fucking big ole French kiss. I can't tell you how good that felt. Now I understand just how much fun lust can be. I read your diary sis, trust me one kiss and we can..."

You shove the gag back in.

Amanda just starts crying. "First my father, now Megan. It's not fair."

She buries her head in you chest, crying.

You let her. She looks so ****. A little talking and you could have her. You stop the thought, wondering if you are infected. Of course you also care greatly for Amanda, so it really just could be normal lust.

You look down at her. "You haven't lost your sister yet. She still has her soul. I think she'll be safe for a while so long as that cross stays put. All we need to do is find a cure."

"You know how to cure her?"

"I haven't a clue. But, there is still hope. Maybe an anti-viral or a priests exorcism would work."

She gives you a chaste kiss. "Thank you. We'll find something."