Milly eventually drove into an open field, revealing an abandoned clinic.
Milly parked in front of it, leaving with the trash bag that held the Führer.
Jack and Jimmithey followed her into the clinic, seeing the damp and dirty abandoned grounds.
Milly threw the body bag onto a dirty table and laid the bits out.
The Führer was a bloodied mess, with each limb chopped into bits. But he was slowly regenerating, barely alive.
They then all sat down around the table around this fuck. While they did this, Milly pulled out her phone and began to check something.
"Ms Milly… What the hell even is this thing?" Jimmithey asked as he pointed at the Führer's massive furry cock, which was chopped up into three massive bits of furred meat.
Milly put down her phone and looked at the other two.
"He's a furry, a guy who dresses up and pretends to be an animal. That's what they call their fursona, wearing fursuits to become them. Specifically a wolf or werewolf in his case."
"Normally they're pretty harmless. In fact, I bet a lot of people who used to run this world are furries in their free time." She chuckled, which unsettled the two young men.
"This fucker… Apparently he was a famous furry, who used to be an astronaut. But he went missing after a meteorite hit a space station he was staying in. And now he's returned as a freak under the King Cuck. That's the intel I know, I guess." Milly answered, crossing her arms.
"Why is his dick so b-big, dude…" Jack asked, still shaking from earlier.
"My theory is that it's an alien dick that fused with it. Haha." Milly laughed out as she looked back at her phone calmly.
This pissed Jimmithey off, causing him to stand up and knock his chair over.
"So, Miss FUCKING Milly! Are we just going to sit on our asses, joke around and do nothing while those Cuck fuckers cause more destruction and search for us?!" Jimmithey yelled.
While in the car ride, he realized that he still didn't know if his mom was alive, or if Jack's parents were fine at all.
They could be getting killed at that second, and it rubbed Jimmithey off the wrong way for Milly to be acting like this while that could be happening.
It was eating at him, with his frustration finally coming out at full force.
"I-I-I agree d-d-dude. You're talking about a fucking c-c-cuck trying to take over the world and we're sitting here, giggling!!" Jack added, standing up right next to Jimmithey.
Milly looked up at them, sighing. She then put her phone onto the table and shrugged.
"Okay. I'm sorry. But you all need to calm down. Right now I'm contacting one of my allies. He's a Degenerate Detective. He's the one who taught me everything I've learned as of recently, and we're supposed to meet up here to discuss our plans. But he isn't picking up his calls or answering my messages…" Milly responded as she crossed her arms, staring at the two of them.
"'Degenerate detective?' Ah hell NO! This shit is a joke! I can't stay here and wait while people get hurt!" Jimmithey yelled as he waved his hand.
"If the King Cuck and his assholes want to come for me, then I'll bring the fight to them! But no more of this waiting nonsense. Let's go Jack and leave this crazy lady behind!" Jimmithey yelled, kicking his chair across the abandoned clinic's entrance.
But as prepared to walk away, he noticed that Jack was still standing still, while his legs trembled.
"Wait j-jimmithey… I may be a b-bitch for saying this, but I think w-we should wait and listen to her…!"
"You couldn't beat the furry guy on your own, so who knows what the other guys could do to us… They killed everyone at our school, and that was with just one ship in their fleet, a-a-apparently."
"This is serious, and we need all the help w-we can get!" Jack said, grabbing Jimmithey's shoulder.
After hearing all of this, Jimmithey knew he was right. He calmed down and nodded, looking down at his friend.
"Fine… I'm sorry Jack. We'll stay with you, Miss Milly. Sorry about what I said." Jimmithey responded, picking up his chair and sitting back on it.
"Yeah, yeah. You're all good." Milly nodded as she pulled up her phone and continued to call.
"Yeah Jimmithey. Don't get scared now. We're not little kids. This is your problem, and you gotta deal with it. You can't just run away every time things get tough. Face your issues and become the best you can be." Jack said in a deep voice.
"What the hell? What goofy anime did you get that from dude?" Jimmithey asked jokingly, startled by the weird advice he gave.
"Fuck you dude! It's a combo of shit! It sounded good in my head!" Jack responded while laughing, sitting back in his seat.
The situation was intense and insane but… Laughing did make them feel a bit better. It kept their minds off of the deaths and insanities they'd just seen and allowed them to move forward.
They both calmed down after continuing their silly conversation, accepting their situation a bit more.
Right as this happened, Milly jumped out of her seat in excitement.
"H-he's calling! Finally!" Milly yelled, quickly answering and putting the phone on speaker.
Jimmithey and Jack came closer to listen, trying to ignore the Führer's animal-like stench.
But when she did pick up, they heard nothing but static.
Milly put up the volume, but still only heard static.
That was until they heard a small moaning noise coming from the phone.
"M-milly...… Aaa…. H-help….. Up… Upstairs... In....Aaa… Clinic...."