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[Chase is in one of the hospital pathology labs, a centrifuge whirring away on the desk in front of him. He's flicking through a messy looking sheaf of paper.]

I'm starting to understand why the City Guide has an entire section on zombie handling strategy. Someone told me they used to be a regular problem, here. Anyone long-term enough to be able to tell me about that?

[He's about to ask another question, but a second voice, deep and rolling, curiously accented, interrupts.]

What is an enemy to you, Doctor?

[Chase's head snaps up. He takes a gasp as though the breath has been punched out of him.]

You're not here. You're never really h—

[But the voice comes again, and as Chase moves, the picture on his device swings to show a man in a tattered, bloodied surgical gown, the flesh rotting away from his face.]

Men make choices.

[The zombie sweeps a rack of equipment to the floor, and the screen goes black.]



[ooc: Chase's ghoul is Darth Vader Mufasa James Earl Jones Dibala, the genocidal dictator of a small African nation, who he murdered shortly before arriving in the city. Dibala will be/have been around for a little bit to bother anyone at the hospital.]

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[It's certainly enough to amplify Wilson's already-exceptional concern.]

And... whoever that was?

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We left him.

[It doesn't answer either of the other implied questions. Who, or how.]

By the stairs.

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[That, he won't press on. At least, not right now.]

So he's not... [dead seems like the wrong word, somehow] down?

[Wait.]

We?

[First instincts are good, because his immediate concern is to wonder where the hell is Cameron]

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He was. He was also already dead.

[So Chase has no idea what could reform from the pulp of that smashed in cranium, but god he wishes he could stop seeing it in his head.]

Allison was hurt. She's - it's not bad, yet.