run from steve

You want to run but the shock of what’s happening keeps your feet firmly planted where they are. There’s no way you could kill Steve, he’s just such a great friend. You know if he was still alive he would be laughing with you about how cliché the moan coming from his mouth is and how ironic it is that he’s a vegetarian but wants to eat your brains. You decide to hang out with him for the last few minutes of your life. Steve staggers over to you and attacks. You die.