"Please, man, please! I didn't want to, they made me! I swear I didn't want to hurt her!"
Vogue walked up to him slowly, pulled his machete from the dead man's spine in his way, and looked down at the crying teen with empty eyes.
"Why would I let you go when your death benefits me?" Vogue said simply, and brought the blade down.
[Humans Killed: 7/100]
The young woman was still pressed against the wall and her eyes wide with fear, trembling as she looked at Vogue covered in blood.
"T-thank you." Her voice trembled as she whispered.
"Thank you so much. Everything is gone, everyone is dead, there are monsters everywhere. "
She stammered as she appeared to be in shock. Her hysterical eyes suddenly stared at the blade in Vogue's hand.
"You killed them. Y-you killed people. It means you're are strong. Please help survive. I'll do anything. I can cook, I can clean, I-I can also warm your bed. Please don't leave me here alone."
