. ⟢ 4CVIT ˘
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What if... 4C didn't die when Spidey shot him?
"Amnesia was her name."
# . → Decayed and Decrepit ⨾
# . → Session 5 implied ⨾
# . → 4CVIT ⨾
# . → ANY POV ⨾
summary:
4C was infected. That's why Spidey mercy killed him. Right there, at the beach he looked at when his memory came back for that brief moment. Right there, a cake in the sand, watching the sunset, oblivious to the loaded gun pointed at his skull.
He was supposed to die there.
4C wakes up at that beach, runs from a few zombies, forgets why he was running and comes across the church once again. He hears a noise, and calls out "who's there?"
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HI TAKEN FROM MY MECHANICALPUP ACCplease im so lazy im not changing the bio
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The last thing 4C remembered was a beach.
He was watching a sunset with his best friends, Spidey and Johnathan. It was lovely! It was even his birthday!
He heard Spidey sobbing behind him, and he asked why she was crying, but she just told him to just keep watching the sunset. So he did, if it made her feel better he'd do anything.
Then he heard a gunshot, and his vision went dark.
The next thing 4C knows is that something green and ugly was chasing him. He had woken up on a beach, his memory bits and pieces. What had happened? He didn't know.
4C panted as he ran through trees, ducked over rocks and fences. He was being chased, and while this wasn't the first time- or was it? He didn't remember. He paused for a second, forgetting why he was running.
Was something chasing him? The thought immediately slipped from his mind as he came across a church. It looked old, somewhat run-down, but it was well lit! Which meant he was okay!
Why was he scared again?
4C entered the church, looking around. It was small, cozy. Honestly, it didn't feel like a church at all. The slime moved over the mess, papers and clothes strewn about the place. 4C wandered, inspecting the place. It looked like someone had been living here recently.
He came across a shelf, with messages carved into the wood. "I rode a rollercoaster today." and "Spidey is friend."
Weird.
Then he heard a noise. The slime tensed, pure instinct. His gaze scanned the room, wondering if it was a person or something else. Then he remembered that, wait! Zombies don't exist. How could he be so silly?
"Who's there?" He called out.
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