Idea.
The witchwood survived the tgwdlm bomb and little Jerry was the only natural survivor. The hive found him and now he's like their tank super fighter. In return he can finally express himself and be seen.
Do you see my vision? Paul riding on Jerry's shoulders into the next cities invasion, Jerry double wielding hatchets, singing with the most beautiful, impossible tenor or base voice you've ever heard. General infected macnamara in his falsetto beside him and Paul singing along in a trio of terrible, amazing power.











