In the middle of everything that had happened to Esecleus back in the forest, defending myself from the group of man-eaters, struggling to survive after impossibly getting out of the forest alive, he somehow remembered that he needed to vote who the real 'infected' is among the six people in his group.
He brought out his phone, blood tainting his screen red, almost making the phone untouchable due to the amount of blood that dropped on his phone's screen.
"S-Shit. M-My fingers are getting numb."
Still, Esecleus managed to do what he wanted to do and carried on, looking for help until he found his friend who was about to look for him after having a bad feeling.
***
Greetings, everyone. It is your boy, Jarvan, speaking.
Today is the last day of our special exam. Can you believe it? Playing innocent and stupid, making myself useful to others who treated me like a tool he could use and abandon, is paying off.
