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Jennifer enters the bathroom with the rifle in position, her knees slightly bent, in a ready gunner's stance. She moves to the right, allowing her the best viewpoint of what's inside. She merely nods her acknowedgement.

Thomas moves off to the left of Jennifer and assumes a low shooting stance.

Lionel holds the gas can and stands ready just inside the men's room and to one side of the entrance, waiting for Mark to open the lock.

"Well I'd love to help you out, but A: There's nothing to pick, and B: I've seen enough movies to know not to stick my head down there. Just pump a couple rounds in him, and let's pull him out by his legs." Msark says as he leans against the wall and crosses his arms.

"A couple of rounds?!" whispers Lionel. "Do we even know for certain he's dead? Can't you just slip a coat hanger through the crack next to the stall door and unlock the mechanism?"

"See the couple of rounds part was how we were going to determine if he's dead or not. I don't have a hanger, and bathroom stalls are really kinda one sided locks. Kicking the stall open would be much easier, but I still think we should shoot him. I got a look at him earlier, adn he looked like Ole Billy boy." Mark says.

"If you're certain he's one of them," says Lionel. "I wouldn't want to shoot someone human, but you saw him and I didn't. I don't have a gun anyway." He looks to Jennifer and Thomas. "You've got them, so it's up to you."

Thomas deciding to do the deed drops to a prone postion far enough away to good shot off.
He pops off one shot. It strike the thing in the middle of the back.

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The thing screams and begins writhing about. Apart from being quite obese, there are no signs of parasitic lumps, though there is a lot of blood and vomit.

"I suggest we burn it where it lies, quickly," says Lionel. "If you'd be so kind as to kick the door in, I'll pour the gas. I hope one of you has a lighter."

Mark grabs one of the legs sticking out from the stall, and pulls as hard as he can.

The man flails as he's yanked beneath the door. Blood froths in the exit wounds in his chest, heaving and bubbling as he attempts to breathe through his torn lungs. He flails weakly, rapidly losing strength.

"Are you sure this man has turned?" asks Lionel, examining him and looking for any signs of anything abnormal, trying to judge for himself whether the man has truly turned into a monster or whether Thomas has just shot an innocent.

Mark uses the confusion in the room to disappear like a ninja out the bathroom door.

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Thomas now crouched in a low shooting stance with his feet planted solidly on the bathroom floor. He says TURNED are you some kinda of expet on these things. Time to get real old man. I've been outside. Trusted me even if thhis fat zombie factory here was'nt TURNED it was only a matter of time. Have'nt you ever read The Zombie Survival Guide.

There are no signs of infection. At least, not by anything supernatural. There is distinct evidence that the man suffered some form of poisoning. He collapses, unmoving, foam no longer gurgling over his lungs.

Lionel hastily sets down the gas can and takes out the paramedic's kit, moving quickly to try to save the man's life. "Bloody hell, this man's no monster!" he roars, upset that he's taken too long already. "Not your fault, Thomas. It was Mark who said he was like the other two, but clearly he isn't. He appears to be have been poisoned in some way."

Thomas stands ready to blow the fat man head off. He says " Lionel you got to admit given the situation maybe you should be extra careful."

"Oh, believe me I will be," says Lionel. "After what happened with my last patient, I know what could happen. I've got you and Jennifer covering me, though. If he tries anything you can always shoot him again. He's at death's door already. If we do lose him, we should burn the body anyway, just in case." He skillfully applies pressure to the gunshot wound to stop the bleeding, but the damage was pretty extensive and the man had already lost a lot of blood. He gained little benefit.

The man exhales his last breath.