Mystery Man's P.O.V

The people in One Life have gotten more talented. The zombies... they're all gone. I needed something more... difficult to defeat. Although, I didn't want to hurt Shelby... wait, what? I felt my cheeks go pink. Did I like Shubble? I mean, why else would I write to her? Why her? Did we go way ba- I just remembered. When I was an agent, Agent Ace, I liked agent Shed. But Death beat me to her. Shelby just looks so much like Shed... maybe she's nice and kind with a bit of sass like Shed. Maybe she's like me. Maybe we... belong.