Post by Queen of Hearts on Mar 5, 2008 19:47:09 GMT -5
::It had been a slow time with the Avian Flu, Influenza Pandemic, Mycrobacterium, Hantavirus, West Nile and a various assortment of other well known causes for alarm in the general population of the world as a whole. Singular reports were prioritized below the red flag marker in the list of priorities as the collective of scientists, doctors, microbiologist and the like remained vigilant in solving one or the other common afflictions. Then, with the force of an atomic bomb it shot above the red and all other research was set aside to diagnosis, dissection and obsession over this heavy hitter that came out of left field at them. Sure, day in, day out something new would rear it's head but for the majority it behaved like several known, curable, infectious diseases. This one was different, it's motive of spreading was airborne like the common flu virus, mutating at a rate that rivaled HIV remaining illusive without a patient zero to study, hope on finding a cure dwindled.
Somewhere in the world there was an outbreak monkey, one person who brought this unstoppable force up from the back waters of Peru having been infected via bite or sting from something exotic. Finding this person became top priority, without the original strain nothing could be done save for damage control as the worlds powers dropped their conflicts for peace to stomp out this global threat. For months during the decline in population the world as a whole was unified, a brief flicker of looting and other crimes turned from human ugliness to the beauty of strangers looking after strangers. Eye for an eye turned into love thy neighbor. The sick outnumbered the well despite mass quarantines, this infection still spread like wildfire. The well were tested and retested looking for signature markers that singled them out. Soon the infected wore the Hazmat suits while the well were quarantined.
Once buzzing laboratories with minute triumphs turned into ghostly skeleton crews, somberly working while slowly dying themselves. Focus shifting on a dime every time a case slower than the majority popped out of the woodwork. The broadened spectrum of carriers narrowing far too slowly to keep up with the mortality rate. Every last safeguarded laboratory shut down one by one shipping the few professionals still well enough to work to the next until finally there was only one left in operation though even their numbers dwindled. It was narrowed down to a handful of international flights though the passenger lists read like gravestones save for a minority who's status was unknown. It was too late, they having spent the whole of their lives preparing for something like this... wasted. The final four scientists set loose the few survivors left in quarantine before slipping off in their own chosen directions to succumb to the plague they themselves carried.
One ate the barrel of a glock setting the others to startle hearing the sound, knowing a colleague had chosen his time himself. Defeated, something unseen without the aide of I microscope had wiped out over 75% of the worlds population in a matter of months. How? Why? What God or Demon would do such a thing? The face of the planet literally littered with corpses, the horror, the lapsing humanity... a dying breath set to utter something profound only to fall short with a gurgling and sputtering end having said nothing but thought volumes on how that one life, had been wasted on many a trivial thing, in retrospect. The dead and their remains left to the survivors to sift through one day at a time... no where would be clear of the reminder of loved ones passed etched in fire and pain within their memories. The aftermath on the inside of each facility erected in a time of need read like an abandoned temple housing ancient religious texts left vacant in the dawning of a new era. Miles of spreadsheets and notebooks filled from front to back with even the most trivial of details concerning the plague. Microbiological data to tracking down those handful of passengers who's whereabouts still remained a mystery. Not a single soul was left who's priority was finding a cure amid the darkness that covered the whole of humanity in a dense fog of death and decay.::
Somewhere in the world there was an outbreak monkey, one person who brought this unstoppable force up from the back waters of Peru having been infected via bite or sting from something exotic. Finding this person became top priority, without the original strain nothing could be done save for damage control as the worlds powers dropped their conflicts for peace to stomp out this global threat. For months during the decline in population the world as a whole was unified, a brief flicker of looting and other crimes turned from human ugliness to the beauty of strangers looking after strangers. Eye for an eye turned into love thy neighbor. The sick outnumbered the well despite mass quarantines, this infection still spread like wildfire. The well were tested and retested looking for signature markers that singled them out. Soon the infected wore the Hazmat suits while the well were quarantined.
Once buzzing laboratories with minute triumphs turned into ghostly skeleton crews, somberly working while slowly dying themselves. Focus shifting on a dime every time a case slower than the majority popped out of the woodwork. The broadened spectrum of carriers narrowing far too slowly to keep up with the mortality rate. Every last safeguarded laboratory shut down one by one shipping the few professionals still well enough to work to the next until finally there was only one left in operation though even their numbers dwindled. It was narrowed down to a handful of international flights though the passenger lists read like gravestones save for a minority who's status was unknown. It was too late, they having spent the whole of their lives preparing for something like this... wasted. The final four scientists set loose the few survivors left in quarantine before slipping off in their own chosen directions to succumb to the plague they themselves carried.
One ate the barrel of a glock setting the others to startle hearing the sound, knowing a colleague had chosen his time himself. Defeated, something unseen without the aide of I microscope had wiped out over 75% of the worlds population in a matter of months. How? Why? What God or Demon would do such a thing? The face of the planet literally littered with corpses, the horror, the lapsing humanity... a dying breath set to utter something profound only to fall short with a gurgling and sputtering end having said nothing but thought volumes on how that one life, had been wasted on many a trivial thing, in retrospect. The dead and their remains left to the survivors to sift through one day at a time... no where would be clear of the reminder of loved ones passed etched in fire and pain within their memories. The aftermath on the inside of each facility erected in a time of need read like an abandoned temple housing ancient religious texts left vacant in the dawning of a new era. Miles of spreadsheets and notebooks filled from front to back with even the most trivial of details concerning the plague. Microbiological data to tracking down those handful of passengers who's whereabouts still remained a mystery. Not a single soul was left who's priority was finding a cure amid the darkness that covered the whole of humanity in a dense fog of death and decay.::