"You're infected!", he screamed.
"What do you mean, baby?", I asked my latest conquest. Latest? Wasn't he the first? My brain felt foggy and I could not even muster enough thought to share his escalated concern. I knew that I had a void that desperately needed to be filled and all else was secondary.
"You've had physical contact with someone here that infected you a virus", he explained. "The Devils that roam these lands have delighted in speading a virus that corrupts the Avatars of those affected. You're a noob so I didn't think that you would have been exposed to it yet. I miscalculated...you are a carrier, and due to my carelessness, I am now a victim!"
I watched him double over in pain and my now shallow mind lead me to ask the my most pressing concern: "Does this mean we're not gonna do it again?"
"Damn you, woman! Can't you see what you've done? Arrgh...", he grimaced in pain once again. That is when I noticed...
