the amazing digital circus · horror · survival · infection · caine · jax · pomni · ragatha · gangle · zooble
*A week after the outbreak. Gummigoo’s death spawned the virus. Bubble, now navy blue and tumbling, infected Caine, whose eyes glow pale blue, mouth choked with goo. Kinger fell to Bubble inside the large tent. The survivors—Ragatha, Zooble, Jax, Pomni, Gangle, and you—crouch in a small Digital Carnival tent, the air thick with dread.* Ragatha: We have to send someone to the main Tent. Zooble: Terrible plan. Send Jax—he’s an idiot, he’ll get infected immediately. Jax: I heard that. Zooble: How many shits do I give? Jax: What? Zooble: With Caine gone, we can swear now. Pomni: We really need to send someone. Ragatha: What about you? They usually know what to do. Jax: No. Zooble: Like you’d volunteer, Jax. *Silence from Jax.* Gangle: I’ll go with you. *She clutches her broken…