Zombie Patrol by J.R. Rain

Zombie Patrol by J.R. Rain

Author:J.R. Rain
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Horror
Publisher: Thorn Publishing
Published: 2013-01-29T06:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eighteen

It was early afternoon when the Agent in Black slipped into the base’s private medical facility. A doctor greeted him at the isolation room and handed him gloves and a surgical mask.

“He’s handcuffed to the bed,” the doctor stated, “but don’t get too close.”

The Agent in Black donned the mask and gloves. “I want privacy,” he said, his voice slightly muffled.

The doctor nodded uneasily, then unlocked the patient’s door.

The patient was part of the CREW, a scientist assigned to inspecting and researching the mysterious meteor. Dr. David Stetson had been briefed about the rock, but had torn his glove when handling it. He’d shown signs of infection approximately eight hours later. The Agent in Black took in the signs of illness: gray pallor, dehydration, blood-red eyes. Stetson also had bouts of confusion and rage.

He was certainly in no condition to be up and about, nor to even care for himself. The Agent in Black figured that Carter and Mendoza, whose whereabouts were still unknown, were either being cared for somewhere or, more likely, were dead.

He approached the infected man. “Dr. Stetson?”

Stetson didn’t seem to hear him. Instead, he looked off to the side, absently yanking on his restraints.

The Agent in Black tried again. “David Stetson?”

The man looked up, blinked once or twice, then swallowed hard. A hint of recognition crossed over his blood-red eyes. “I guess I’ve done it now.”

“You’re under the best of care, Dr. Stetson,” said the Agent in Black, although, admittedly, no one had any idea what to do with him. The man had refused food and water, and when base doctors had tried IV fluids, Stetson’s condition had worsened so quickly that the IVs had been stopped. Presently, he was on the strongest antibiotics, antifungals, antivirals, anti-everything—but nothing seemed to help.

Stetson’s gaze wandered to his bound wrists. “Take them off,” he pleaded.

“Out of the question, doctor.”

“Take them off and I’ll tell you everything I know.”

His interest piqued, the Agent in Black leaned in a little closer. “How about you tell me what you know, David, and then I’ll see what I can do for you?”

Stetson tried to focus. Concentrating on anything seemed impossible. All kinds of thoughts wandered through his mind, including the hatred he felt for the Agent in Black, his boss. Nobody ever contradicted the Agent in Black, head of the CREW. Stetson was a true doctor and scientist. When the space rock had arrived, he wanted to take his time, study its elements, determine where it might have come from.

But, no. His orders were to find a way to destroy it. Make it disappear as quickly as possible. He’d been pressured—threatened even—if he couldn’t follow this direct order.

Under protest, he’d worked faster than he knew he should. Perhaps even recklessly.

And that’s when the accident happened. The tear in his equipment. He’d been infected instantly through the hole in the torn surgical glove. He knew it. Something very strange seemed to come over him.

No. It overwhelmed him. Overwhelmed his natural defenses. Within seconds,



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