A bead of sweat rolls down your forehead. You have to say something, anything! But the words never come out. Joel and Ellie's staring grows more and more hostile by the second, you can see Ellie reaching for something behind her back and everything goes blank. You fucked up badly and without any other options you grip the knife tightly and fling yourself at Joel, blade swung over your head.

Crack!

A flash sparks from Ellie's hip, her pistol drawn at lightning speed. The bullet pierces sharply into your chest, the impact knocks you off balance. Searing pain swells around your heart, you try to move your arms but they're frozen at your side, and your fading body collapses on the ground.

"Christ Ellie! Who the hell is this woman?" Joel stutters, unharmed by your failed attack. "wanted you dead pretty badly". Ellie responds coldly. "You with the Fireflies? A raider group out West? Fucking talk!" Ellie yells, her gun aimed at your head. You were already dead, you knew the WLF code was to say nothing, not even to try lying again. "Shit, she's fading fast. W ain't going to get a peep outa her". Joel grunted, his leg kicking you painfully onto your side. "Doesn't matter, let's just get rid of her before anyone finds out". Ellie reaches around her back and pulls out the shrink-ray, aiming it right at you. With a flash of green instantly your body shrinks to less than an inch tall. "Wrong choice asshole!" Ellie's foot raises over your crippled body, particles of dirt rain down from under her shoe as it comes crashing down, smearing your body beneath it. With panted breath, Ellie turns to Joel and lets out a laugh "Dude, You gotta stop making so many enemies"...