E/O Challenge: Flu - 100 words on the dot! Sorry for posting early this week, I won't have a chance later.

Set around 4x09. This infection turns out to be so much worse.

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING!

He listens against the door.

It's been two days of vomit and incoherent ramblings.

Two days since Alastair.

The noise stops.

The door opens.

Something's different.

"You okay?"

"I'm good now. Everything makes sense."

"What does?"

His eyes seem cold.

"I've been purged."

"The flu will do that to you."

He laughs.

"No. Different virus."

A pit forms in his stomach.

"A cure."

He swallows.

"To what?"

"My taint."


"My purpose is clear again."

He sees the knife and steps forward.


"Complete my work..."

The eyes turn black.

"… back home."

He raises the weapon and smiles.


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