Dead State_Catalyst_A Post Apocalyptic Survival Thriller by Derek Shupert

Author:Derek Shupert [Shupert, Derek]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-10T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Down this dark and twisted rabbit hole we go. To say that I’m out of my depth here would be the understatement of the year. To be honest, I think everyone stationed in this frozen hell is out of their depth.

After all, when is the last time you heard about people attacking one another, and trying to eat each other? I’m inclined to think never.

Cannibalism is nothing new of course, but not in modern society. Perhaps in certain cultures around the world this may still happen. Who knows.

But your normal, average person isn’t just going to go all feral suddenly, and attack someone without provocation. Even then, I can’t see someone getting so enraged that they’d want to physically maim and eat a person. Just the mere thought of tearing the flesh from another person sours my stomach.

When Nora told Clint, the head security guard, about what had happened in the storage room, he rubbed the palm of his hand over his face, and shook his head in a stressful manner.

We continue walking through the halls. My mind is still wrestling with what happened, trying to decipher if this is real, or just a bad dream that I am stuck in. Nora is silent as well, and keeps her gaze away from mine.

Clint points down the hall that curves to the left. “Right up here, mam.”

My head cranes, and tilts to the right to see what we are in for. Another one of the security guards comes into view. He stands at the ready with his rifle drawn and shouldered. He stands next to a blood-stained sheet in the middle of the floor.

Nora gasps, and slows her pace. She places her hand over her mouth and carefully approaches. I do much the same, although not as noticeable as her.

Clint grabs the edge of the sheet. He glances back up at us. “It’s pretty gruesome. Just wanted to give you forewarning.”

Nora nods.

He pulls the sheet back, just past the woman’s neck that I had spoken to earlier in the cafeteria. Her throat has been ripped out. The mangled flesh is riddled with teeth marks. Her eyes are wide and full. I can only imagine what must’ve gone through her head while being attacked in such a horrid manner.

“It’s worse below the sheet,” Clint cautions.

I grimace. My eyes clamp shut. I divert my gaze, and try to restrict the image from being burned into my brain. It isn’t working.

“Dear God,” Nora mutters with a tremulous voice. “Cynthia. “We have to find Dr. Stevens, ASAP.”

Clint covers Cynthia’s face with the sheet. He stands back up, and adjusts the strap to his rifle.

“This wasn’t Dr. Stevens.”

Nora cocks her head slightly to the side. Confusion sets in as she wrestles with Clint’s words.

“How could this not be her? Who else could’ve done this?”

I chime in. “Dr. Johnson.” Nora glances at me, then to Clint who nods in agreement. “Just like Stan. Once she bit them, they contracted whatever she was exposed to. That’s the only possible explanation for all of this.

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