Last Pandemic (Book 3): Escape The Chaos by Westfield Ryan

Author:Westfield, Ryan [Westfield, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Pandemic | Survival
Published: 2020-01-05T22:00:00+00:00

14

Brian

Brian didn’t know how long he could keep up this ruse. He wasn’t good at this sort of thing. He wasn’t good at pretending to be someone else, someone he wasn’t.

Why had he gotten himself into this mess? Why hadn’t he just stayed behind at the state hospital? After all, that was where they’d told him he belonged.

All his life, he hadn’t fit in. All his life he’d known that he was different. One moment he could be talkative and gregarious. The next, he’d be by himself in a corner, muttering, judging everyone, hating himself.

His mood fluctuated like a pendulum. Being different was too much effort. It had taken its toll. By the time his behavior had gotten noticeably strange during his senior year of high school, he’d welcomed the recommendation that he take some time to rest at the state mental hospital.

He’d enjoyed the facilities at first. Then, over the years, he’d grown tired of it all.

But it’d been too late. The years had passed, and the world kept turning while he stayed locked inside.

When the time had come to leave, he hadn’t been able to. Everyone he’d known was older. Everyone he’d known had started a life of their own. Everyone he’d known had done something with their time, while he had just sat there, going to the group meetings, going to individual therapy sessions, and simply sitting alone by himself doing nothing at all.

When, finally, he had decided to actually do something with his life, it was far too late.

The years had slipped away from him.

And then it had happened.

The virus had hit.

Who knew who’d brought it into the facilities outside of Santa Fe? Maybe a visitor. Maybe a doctor or a nurse whose partner was infected.

Everyone knew about the virus. It was impossible not to. They’d seen it on TV and they had access to the internet, after all. They weren’t common prisoners and enjoyed many more freedoms than people who were locked up for actual legal transgressions, for actual crimes.

Brian hadn’t made a move as the virus swept through the facility. He’d hoped that it would come for him. In a weird way, amidst his crazy delusions, he thought that he was destined to be killed by the virus. He thought that, in a way, it had been created for him and him alone. He thought, in a way typical of many delusional psychotics, that the world revolved around him. He didn’t understand that others had their own thoughts, worries, ambitions, and motives. He thought that he was the only one with a mind that thought and turned on its own. The others he saw as mere cardboard cutouts and nothing more.

He’d watched as the doctors, nurses, patients, and orderlies had gotten sick and bled out onto each other and the floor. He’d cackled through the whole thing, praising everyone, including God and the devil himself.

It felt as if things were finally happening for him. It felt as if he was finally alive. It felt as if he was getting what all his former friends and acquaintances had gotten, which was a purpose.

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