Kurisuta Singer gazed at the large, pulsing gem. "Get ready. It's about to activate."
"Sis are you sure we should be doing this?" Reiko asked, concerned.
Kuri glared at her. "We have to save those people!"
Reiko sighed, muttering. "Isn't it their fault for buying cheap ass jewelry?"
But Kuri didn't hear her. At that moment the jewel glowed white, blinding them. When their eyes adjusted, all the customers were banging on their doors. They looked disgusting, zombified.
Kuri drew her gun, and Reiko drew her blade.
It was on.
