As Brad held the door closed, he could hear people in the hall. The sounds of a struggling man trying to escape his captors grip while Brad tried to think of what to do. Looking down the hall Brad saw what was causing the screams of pleasure to come from down the hall. Due to his curiosity he got a glimpse at the scope of how fast the virus spread is, Brad stared in horror as a busty woman dragged a man screaming into one of the hotel rooms. Before the door slammed shut behind them, shortly followed by moans and screams coming from the hotel room in question.
At that moment Brad realized that the hotel was compromised and most likely had infected roaming the hotels halls. Meaning that he had to GTFO right at that moment or else he will be turned into mindless bimbo once one of the other's find out he was there. But he did not want to leave Sarah alone in the room to possibly get worse. Brad's mind raced as he tried to come to a decision on what to do. With every scenario he thought of leading to one painful conclusion that lead him to come to a realization.
'That was not Sarah anymore'
Tears began to streak down his face once the thought set in. He desperately tried to deny the reality of the situation saying to himself that he ' would take her to the W.H.O' in hopes of them curing her. Only for doubt to creep into his mind saying 'it's already to late' and 'they'll just treat her like a test experiment ' both thoughts caused him to let out a sob. He had only one option that he could do in that moment, he highly doubted that he had much time before a wandering bimbo found him. "Brad?" Came a sultry yet concerned voice on the other side of the door pulling him out of his thoughts.
"Brad are you like still there?" Came the overly femine voice once again. Brad remained silent slowly putting his forehead to the door letting out a long drawn out sigh coming to a decision." Brad are u um mad? Please sin... I mean Sarah did not nean to" her vocabulary continued to deteriorate with every minute that passes. Taking in a deep breathe Brad answered "no I'm not mad.. I'm not mad" he said in a somber voice. He glimpsed down the hall to luckly find it still empty.
"Babe pleaz open de door pleaz" Came a desperate voice from the room. Steeling his nerves he replied in a quiet voice "your not Sarah" his arms shake threatening to let go of the door handle and running down the lavish hall. "Wat ?" Came a confused voice on the other side as a brief silence filled the hall. "Y...y...your not Sarah" Brad repeated as the sound of his sobs got louder "I'm sorry" he croaked out. "What totaly do u basicaly uh, mean? Sarah haz alwayz bean....ME mean ME hav alwayz baesicly bean myself" Came a desperate femine voice in broken English, Brad could hear the thudding of footsteps approaching.
"Brad don't leave me Brad??Brad !!!.... Please don't leave me.........Brad?"
Sarah was greeted by silence as she opened the door only to find a empty hall.
"I love you Brad...."