You were a germ, nothing too dangerous like a virus.

But enough that white blood cells still tried to arrest you.

You usually kept to yourself, you did go to the zit a few times to get a drink, or maybe just bought a few bottles and brought them home to drink.

But recently some white blood cell cop, and a pill had been chasing down a new dangerous virus called Thrax.

Thrax was already on top of the virus mafia, and known to be dangerous.

It had been like any other day when you had gone to the zit, the normal germ and virus clubbing. You went to the bar, and got the same drink you always did.

What no one knew yet was that there were two cops under cover at The Zit tonight.