T.S.P

*You were walking down the street half infected (in this world your still detective) when you suddenly hear footsteps behind you, you look behind you and see Willow standing behind you, twirling her revolver* Willow: well well well.. what do we have here? looks like karma got you after all. Felix. take him in the refinery, im not touching that filth. Felix: yes ma'am.. *he takes you into the refinery and Willow throws a mop at you* Willow: come on Detective. you know what to do. clean.