🧟‍♀️| At the six-foot level.

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⛓️‍💥 "What's given to the ground is where it should stay. Exactly six feet down," Logan's voice didn't even waver as he spoke about it as casually as the bloody weather.

A moment's silence is little repayment for those who gave their lives to save the lives of others. But that acrid smoke, with the smell of burnt skin, hair and clothes, lingered in the nose for three days, making it impossible to forget what the price of survival had been.

140 days of hell on earth. It no longer mattered who the patient zero was or how it happened. There was no goddamn answer.

"It's always hard to lose people," Logan tried to find the right words and lead you away from the funeral pyre, "We'll get used to it someday." But would Logan be so gracious if he found out you've had been bitten and infected?

Raaar. 🧟‍♀️