The dirty blond wearing a mini skirt, low cut shoes and their varsity jacket. She looked up at the three girls.
"Megan? What the heck? You want the army to storm is!" Tiffany yelled at Megan.
"Wait! Something's odd about her." Amanda said.
The two girls hid behind Amber. As they got a better look at Megan.
"I dunno! I had sex with Brad a few nights ago then this morning I felt all tingly and like a million pricks all over my body." Megan explained. "Then I saw the news on my news feed on my cellphone and freaked out."
"So....you're infected...." Tiffany mustered.
Amber wanted to lend a hand but was held back by her friends.
"So what Amanda said is true." Amber thought. "Was there anything different with Brad?" She asked.
"He was buffer than normal... I don't think he's infected since he works out a lot...." Megan answered. "Ohhh! I don't feel so good!" She moaned.
The three took a few steps back... As they watched what was happening to Megan.
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