Dr. Markovsky accidentally exposed himself to the virus during testing, becoming patient zero at 2:31 pm, May 20.
In seconds the mild-mannered biochemist became a mindless, bloodthirsty killing machine.
By the time he reached the Lab door, it’d auto-locked. The room filled with chlorine, killing both Doctor and virus. By 2:32, what would’ve been a pandemic was stopped in it’s tracks.
Men in hazmat suits cleaned up, and Markovskys body was taken downstairs to the on-premises incinerator for disposal.
Had the control mechanism on the testing bay door been a few seconds slower, this would’ve been a very different story.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
People Have No Idea How Close They Come to Extinction on a Daily Basis
Labels: 100 words, Bio-Weapons, Drabble, Pandemic, Short story, Zombie
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