Lauren had always known that her sister would get her in trouble. Having to grow up with an identical twin was both a blessing and a curse, but most definitely a curse when Susan was better in everything, whereas Lauren didn't stand out, not when she preferred animals and books to actual people.

Perhaps, this is why she was in the middle of the evergreen forests of the northern US, hiking her way through an ashen forest. Yes, there was an irony as she thought about it. The barren woods, the grey trees, the crows that cawed overhead and awaited her to drop. She debated that thought, but she had a palm-sized twenty-sided die that she had held so tight to the point her fingers hurt. This silly, heavy plastic piece of shit was the only thing left from Susan.

Of course, that silly brat had to become a scientist! had to make stupid components Lauren didn't fathom, then, in the most comical way possible, unleash a zombie plague. If she didn't know better, she would say this was a bad horror movie.

Ha!

Lauren's laugh echoed in the forest. Her legs refused to take her further and she dropped to her knees. The horde was only a short way behind her and their grunts were audible. She clicked one side of the die, watched it open and retrieved a shiny purple vial out of it. See, her main problem was that people thought she was her sister, and now that her sister was the most hated in the world, no one was about to believe she was the innocent twin.

In one gulp, she emptied the liquid into her mouth. It was bitter, vile and had her choke on it. She coughed and dropped to her back and watched the empty sky above her. There was a minute of silence before a rotten version of herself stood over Lauren and obstructed her view.

"Hey sis. I wholeheartedly hope this antidote of yours works."