PANEL 1: Dusty looks to his violently trembling hand, black ooze in his palm. He says I hate that this is all I am, I hate that they couldn't even leave a little of my work behind… something other than this stupid fucking disease. PANEL 2: Nathan hears an ominous creaking, starting to look behind him. PANEL 3: He turns all the way to see something not pictured in the panel, immediately shocked and says Shit– PANEL 4: Nathan apprehensively starts to speak. Dusty, look, I know you're dealing with a lot right now but we should get you out of here– PANEL 5: Dusty argues shouting Oh up yours, Vargas! I don't want to hear anything from you! Nathan, no longer apprehensive, snaps back saying I'm trying to keep you safe! PANEL 6: Dusty turns to face Nathan saying And where was that attitude over the last few years, huh?!

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