Friday, July 8, 2011

Taylor

I was about to continue that line of conversation with my friend when my pocket started buzzing. I pulled out a small device that read, Unauthorized Access Specimen 285.

"Katrina," I turned to her. "Let's move, we have to get back to base as quickly as possible."

I had expected Jared to guide everyone through the escape passage that was shielded from scanning but, maybe he forgot about it. I really hadn't expected him to open the containment unit, it wasn't ready for human testing, not yet. The device buzzed again, this time it read, Specimen 285 Released In Airborne Form Estimated Infected Five Hundred, Contaminated Area Nonviable For One Hour.

I cursed under my breath as I moving even faster, leaving Katrina barely able to keep pace. This had happened once before and I knew how bad it would become if left unchecked. It would take me ten minutes to get there. I hoped not many soldiers entered by that time.

My pocket buzzed again this one read, Viral Optimal Hosts Infected, Estimated Time To Budding One Day. This was very, very bad.

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