Reckless

22 December 2003 0100 hours

Viral infection has produced unfruitful. After injection all test subjects have proceeded to exterminate themselves. In fraction did not spread.

4 January 2004 0700 hours

Airborne pathogens proved more successful than viral. Second batch of testing starts tomorrow.

5 January 2004 1400 hours

Airboune pathogens have spread the illness to even the contained control samples. Culture were deemed unsafe and were erraticated at 0300 hours.

23 February 2004 0700 hours

A second attempt at viral has been made with a slight change in the molecular construction of the virus. We hope to release it for human testing by 2015.

August 14 2014 2300 hours

Subjects have begun to expaned at a rapid rate. Far beyond our ability to contain. Organ failure is imminent and reanimation through neural rewiring has taken only days to achieve. Immunity to vaccines is evolving at a exponential pace. Containment is failing.

August 14 2014 2400 hours

Run

~

3 May 2015

"So what exactly you think these fuckers have been doing up here Fred?"

"Hell if I know James, now focus. We go in we get out. Simple. Just gotta find books or something."

As they creep down a deserted hallway the men's boots crunch into fallen glass an slosh through puddles. From the back a stark difference in build can be seen.

"Heard CDC came and went a couple years back. Isn't that the people with the hazmaz?"

"It's the center for disease control so yeah I guess they got those."

"Kinda like that kids movie with the monsters huh?"

"You been watching Pixar with your kid again?"

"Nah- Hey! Who the fuck er you?!"

Swinging his head to follow James' gaze Fred quivers.

"Dude. Put.the.gun.down."

"Who the hell is that."

"James. It's a person."

"That's a fucking monster is what it is!"

Fred wanted to agree. There was something about the man who silently appeared to the right of them that seemed unnatural. Maybe it was the way the thing clutched a hard notebook in an arm that seemed twisted around. Or maybe the fact his pupils were so dilated his iris' were gone but.

"Augh!"

"James!"

Whipping back around Fred turned to find his buddy clutching his head.

"James what wrong?"

Quivering more, Fred could feel a puddle of warmth spread across his fatigues. The guy was right behind him and jabbing him with the notebook before dropping it and dragging James,groaning, the way it came.

"J-James?"

He'd be chill, right? He'd served three years more than Fred.

"See you back at base m-man."

Lump in his throat Fred snatches the journal and doesn't look back.

Not once.