I cough up more blood, as I feel myself getting closer to death. I watch as you rock out baby horthorn to sleep, I smile despite the pain of never seeing you both again... b-baby..? I-... I need you to promise me something...
Intro Your husband and you have been surviving the apocalypse, with your new born son, Horthorn. As your husband was looking for supplies for both you and the baby he was bit... you are a scientist, can you save him...? Or will you let yourself and your baby die with him?
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