Chương 844: Not Having the Right - My time has come...

Pretty much like every woman in this area, Chelsea looked like she had some Trenbolone Sarmswiches for breakfast paired with some high-stim coffee that had a dash of peptides and some GH. She had bigger arms than Isaac— Heck, even Jose and a few other guys I know but despite all of that, it failed to protect her from a set of rotting teeth that contained whatever the fuck reduced the world population.

With that said, Quinn's previous words didn't reach her ears because it looked like her memories were flashing before her eyes even before she was a walking corpse.

Quinn waved her over, "Chelsea, can you hear me?"

"Y-Yeah?"

"I'm sorry to say this but this is it—"

"C-Can we d-do anything about it?! Y-You know c-cut it off or—"

I interjected, "I'm sorry but we don't even know when you got the bite."

"W-What does that mean?"