The Sixth Extinction 1: An Apocalyptic Tale of Survival. (Part One: Outbreak.) by Johnson Glen

The Sixth Extinction 1: An Apocalyptic Tale of Survival. (Part One: Outbreak.) by Johnson Glen

Author:Johnson, Glen [Johnson, Glen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Sinuous Mind Books
Published: 2013-02-09T06:00:00+00:00


8

Doctor Lazaro

Exeter University

The Gym, Bio-pod Area

9:07 AM GMT

Pod three was a slightly different shape to the other two pods; this one was thinner and longer, and sectioned into two units. The occupants were a lot different as well.

Melanie now knew what was making the animalistic sounds she had been hearing since entering the gym.

It was a little difficult to see who was in the first unit because the thick glass was covered in blood; smears and splashes of the crimson liquid saturated the sides. She could even see a tooth stuck to the glass in a blob of congealed blood. However, Melanie could just make out a figure crouched in one corner. It looked male, but that is all she could determine through the red smears.

“The male is forty-three,” the general stated. “It’s a little hard to tell, because of the mess.” He coughed to clear his throat, and then his voice became business like.

“This is stage three. After the catatonic stage two, the host gains complete control once again, but the subject becomes animalistic in actions and appearance.” Just as the general stated that, the naked figure lunged at the glass. With a loud thud, the body fell to the floor.

“Only one urge controls the subject at this stage – to eat.”

The figure stood up and leant against the glass. His eyes were completely bloodshot, and swollen to twice their normal size, fracturing the orbits and pushing the cheekbones out. Thick veins that spread out from the eyes held the splintered bones and fractured skull together. His mouth had also swollen in size, rupturing the teeth, making them stick out in a jagged line. One of his arms hung tattered and ripped open, leaving flesh hanging from a splintered bone.

“The subject returns to a primordial state, concerned only with eating. Nothing else matters. To prove this point the subject has received no food, and because of this he has started to chew off his own arm.”

Bile rose in the doctor’s throat. She instinctively moved her hand to her mouth, but hit the faceplate of the mask instead.

“He looks almost like... like a... a...” She couldn’t say the word. It just didn’t sound real.

“Like a zombie?” he questioned. “Trust me that word has been bounced around quite a bit.” He stared at the mutated human as he smashed himself against the glass, trying to reach the warm meat beyond.

“We’ve had researchers looking into everything associated with the word zombie. It first appeared in Haiti. The word zonbi referred to a person without consciousness and self-awareness, yet they were able to respond to surrounding stimuli.

“Sound familiar? However, the Haitian Vodou Houngans, or voodoo priests, use the puffer fish kidney, not plants.” He looked at the malformed man, who was licking the blood off the glass.

“There are many strange and weird happening of ancient past, but none resemble anything like this. And if it has happened before, the people of the time did not know how to describe it in a way we would recognise.



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