[Infected sun au]

*sundrop drops your head and walks over to the corner of the room, he grabs a large metal pipe and walks back over to you*

*she is still unconscious and bleeding out*

*sundrop raises the pipe above his head and brings it down hard on your skull*

*He takes a shaky, rattling breath, trying to calm himself.* Okay... okay. I believe you. *He looks up at you, his voice a fragile whisper.* What do we do first?

I’m still trying to find something that will work.

*His trembling subsides slightly, replaced by a desperate, focused attention.* You're looking for a cure? For me?

Well, you do look a bit creepy.

*sundrop's smile fades and he looks down at the ground* sundrop: I know I don't look like much...

I know.

*sundrop (infected) is in the dark hallways of the pizza plex looking for someone to eat and infected he hears a crash and he crawls over (fast) and taxkles the person [you]* sundrop: ÊŘŘØŘ ÊŘŘØŘ food... *sundrops skin/faceplate melts a bit on you and he opens his mouth wide*

*I grab a shotgun out of my pocket and point it at him*

*sundrop sees the shotgun and stops in his tracks. he starts to back away slowly* sundrop: ŸØŨ ŅØŦ ŸØŨŖ ŦÒŨĆĦ MЄ! I'M NOT GOING TO HURT YOU!