Finding A Safe Haven

I found 'Patient Zero' from the selection my connections had given me in that town. She was twelve years old. Her wrists and feet were bound with plastic packing twine when she was brought down to us. Although she'd tried to fight us, there was no payment of blood in the end. At first her father tried to hold me back. He warned me not to touch her, that he's taking out his own decisions to sacrifice her for science. I shrugged him off and had the guards took him away. The girl's skin was as cold and gray on which she lay after a few days ago in my care. I could find neither her heartbeat or pulse, but the fascinating thing is her eyes remained locked on mine like a predatory beast. Throughout the examination, she was quiet, not hostile and incredibly human even though she wasn't. That was all it took for me to inject her own blood to the next subject. Initially, he wouldn't budge to the effect the same as the girl and I had to explained to my upper boss that there was no risk of infection if they'll let me experiment on more childrens for me to study with. Only there was a mistake. It seems like not everyone is immune to the virus. It wasn't supposed to turned out in a failure test. I am embarassed to admit this; I have been a scientisytfor most of my adult life. I was trained and you could even say was one of the best. I have the Iq of a president but nothing could prepare me for this nightmare. The third boy who was supposed to be dead sat up from the morgue during my last attempt of picking up a skin from his arm. As a normal people would do, I step back and watch him began to twist his body in an abnormal way, his arm ripped free from it's binds. Flesh and muscle tore from one another until there was nothing except a bone sticking out from his elbows. He opens his eyes, the cornea and irish was unrecognizable, yellowish with a hint of veiny blue. He let out a noise, a growl, an animalistic one. He is free yet still bound to the metal table, and he severed himself by dragging his body away from there across the floor. I hurried outside, locking the door behind me. My voice were still cracking as I tried to compose myself when nobody answered my call other than the beginning of horrified screams and I began to hear the banging of the door behind me. The last thing I managed to say before all my co-workers appears from the corner with a horde of them was, "God, forgive me for I have sin" [Kevin Miller was found dead along his subordinates in the bunker lab from Atlanta. By the time the last of his students managed to escape, the outbreak has spread beyond the border of their country.] Falling out of touch from the normalcy of the humanity. Now welcoming the end to their lunacy.