Rage and Redemption
…and that was when I realized that the radiation was not solely responsible for the newest mutation, these “Kevlars”; they had all been grown, like in a test-tube! Some other human being was responsible for these things…
…the computer finished it’s more in-depth analysis and it doesn’t look good; none of the serum’s I’ve tried have had any effect, not even on my amputated limb. I’ve discovered that, even though not very active, there seem to be viral cells at-large in my bloodstream; they become more active when near any of those new ‘Kevlar’ zombies…I fear I will make the change upon my death, if not sooner.
My tests confirm it…I am infected; I thought I had amputated in time? …exposure to the radiation seems to drive the virus insane, forcing mutation after mutation…seems I’ll be staying in my home a little longer than we planned, eh Mom? ….haha, she would appreciate the irony, I think…
audio record, Day 3197
… sssssss click click (faint sounds of motor, a whirring in the background)…“Shouldn’t stay in all the time, Simon…not healthy..ha ha, thanks, Mom..”…… SCRAPE “Whoa! What the..?” CRASH!! “OH!…(muffled)there’s…(muffled)…was that!?” … clunk a faint whirr winds down “…uh-oh…powers out..” SCRAPE! CLANG. SCREECH! SCREEEECH! “…what the hell?..” click click “hello? can anyone hear me?…Hello!?” SCRENCH!! a horrible squeal of tortured metal “oh, god…oh, god…no, I’m already infected…no, no, you got me before….AAAAGH!” squelch thump ..thump