Josh was in the middle of looking over General Smith's corpse, or well-infested corpse. Still, regardless, he wasn't even paying attention to anything around him. The corpse before him felt bizarre to him, and not because it was infested with branches, but because it didn't feel dead.
The more he looked at this thing, the more he felt uneasy about all of this. His mind went deeper and deeper into the thought that he didn't even realize the others had left. It took John to place a hand on his shoulder to get his attention.
"Hey, you good?" John asked while looking at Josh.
