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Blood of the Living Dead - Episode 4 'The Birth of the Zombies'


Episode 4 - The Birth of the Zombies

A low hum filled the hallway as Dr. Martin Niveso presses the biometric device embedded on the door jamb of his laboratory. It gave a soft click after the lock disengaged from its bolt. The door automatically swung open and revealed a sophisticated workplace. There are test tubes upon test tubes, chemicals upon chemicals spread on white formica tables. A huge freezer with a transparent glass door containing beakers of orange and green chemicals rests in the lab corner. His computer is still running as it is when he left it yesterday evening.

Dr. Niveso reached inside his pocket and took out a mobile phone. He scrambled his phone to text mode and wrote:

"Just arrived in lab. Dnt forget to pick Junior and Ellie at 5pm. Miss u and love u."

He never forgets to text his wife. He is 50 while she is 45. He met her twenty years ago when he was still a behavioral neurologist working at a pharmaceutical company. She is sweet and pretty as she is till now. Earlier at their house, as he climbed up into his SUV, his wife grabbed her neck to give him a hard kiss. It was a sensuous kiss. Her tongue rubbing against his, her hand caressing his neck. He can feel her breasts as her heart pounded hard on his chest. He was quickly aroused and guided her hand to his crotch. She slid her hand inside his pants and held his manhood -- massaging it till it grew hard and stiff. He responded by touching her nipples from beneath her sheer blouse. He was not surprised that she's not wearing bra -- she hates the damn stuff when she's at home. He gently touched his wife's head and slowly lowered it down to his crotch -- but the woman won't budge.

"Mister, you got work to do." she said as she smiled and closed the SUV door. He smiled back and shifted his gear to DRIVE.

"Better luck next time," he said to himself smiling even more.

And now, he is at work.

He had been working in this shit-hole for 10 straight months, developing a neuro-chemical toxin intended for combat warfare. The Secretary of Defense has issued direct orders to speed up his concoctions three months ago as the news of an impending war in Korea flooded the airwaves. The Koreans have been threatening a nuclear strike ever since the US and the ASEAN countries began their joint war exercises inside the Asian airspace.

His concoction works like this: once administered in medium dosages, it would create a paralyzing effect on the host disabling him of any locomotion; but when given in full dosages, it shall immediately close down all major arteries to the heart causing a massive cardiac arrest on the host. The chemical is delivered by way of minute capsules placed inside 2mm pins encased in a metal shell, that will be fired from a mortar-like device. The device will shoot the shell to a height of about a hundred meters and a distance of up to 1,000 kilometers. The shell will break in two releasing thousands of pins which will now dive towards multiple hosts. The pins will then inject itself through the hosts' skin and once inside, the minute capsule will explode releasing the chemical toxins. The chemical toxins shall now enter the veins of each host and infect him. The total elapsed time until it reaches the heart is from 5 minutes to 1 hour depending on the host's tolerance level.

FLASHBACK:

He tested the first sample -- of medium dosage -- on a host rat, but the rodent immediately died. This was not supposed to happen. So he thought of a larger host -- a monkey. But the monkey did not die, instead it grew fiercer and attacked the other monkeys in his cage. The ones attacked also went wild but they do not attack each other anymore, as if they knew they belonged in the same pack.

But he always believed he did the right calculations. He knows he was doing it right. It must be that he's testing the wrong host. He knows quite well that monkeys and humans are of different immunity and tolerance levels. He has to do it with humans.

It was just a simple request which the Department of Defense granted. The defense department communicated with the Department of Justice and brought to his lab one live prisoner previously sentenced to death by lethal injection. It was a hush-hush project which even sought for the approval of the President. Local laws say it's illegal, but this is all in the name of science and national defense.

On the day of the prisoner's execution -- instead of the usual "lethal" injection -- he was given the experimental chemical toxins.

It was successful. The medium dosage totally paralyzed the prisoner. The pins were delivered by way of an aerial shot done in an abandoned airfield and more than a dozen pins entered his body. He was still alive but the chemical rendered him paralyzed. A full dosage was then launched via aerial shot again. And yes, it killed him this time. He died an hour after the administration.

But he did not completely die.

As his body was being brought to a crematorium, he suddenly rose from the stretcher and attacked a paramedic. He was violent, he tore the paramedic's head apart -- biting his flesh and consuming them like a lion to his prey. He tore into the victim's body as if it was only paper. He reached for his intestines and ate them. Not contented, he pulled out the paramedic's heart and drove it right smack into his mouth and chewed it, crunching arteries after arteries. He smashed the head and shoveled its brains with his hands. He also ate them. It was the most disgusting sight for the doctor.

CONCLUSION: The prisoner's heart stop, but he continued living.

It was for this reason that Dr. Niveso had a compelling reason to store the undead prisoner in a massive freezer inside his laboratory. The defense secretary believed he has to further study the chemical toxins and its effects on humans. While in the freezer, he administered neuro-tranquilizers to the prisoner to keep him sedated. He knows very well what it can do to him once awake.


NOW

Dr. Niveso stood up from his chair and picked a thick jacket hanging from his wall. He fitted the jacket over his body zipping it shut. He approached the massive freezer sheepishly. He opened its doors. The undead prisoner is now awake. His wrists are chained in the wall, his body clamped by a huge leather strap. His feet are kept in bay by rectangular metal bars fixed and embedded deep in his flesh to disable movement. The doctor feels safe with what he saw.

"Odd, his body is decaying but he still lives."

The doctor sat on a chair inside the freezer and brought out his notes from the table. He scribbled his observations there ticking the pages as he flips them over -- the prisoner's eyes following his every motion.

He wrote:
"Host is in a decomposition state. Rigor mortis. Speech is disabled, vocal chords deteriorating turning phrases into groans. There is visual contact. Head turns on sight of movement. Hearing must still be operational. There are locomotive responses..."

HRRRR!

"There is faint groaning from the host..."

HRRRRRRRR!

HRRRRRRRR! 

The doctor turned his head and saw the prisoner forcing its hands from the chains. It seemed trying to release itself from bound, its frail wrists rotating hard. Its mouth spilling saliva as it further stretches its arms to break free from the iron chains.

SNAP!
Something snapped hard, like bones bending to its limits.

It must have broken its wrist -- its hand fell off, its arm slowly sliding out from the chains. Another snapping sound and the other hand fell off, too. The prisoner is now free!

Dr. Niveso quickly stood up from his chair and ran towards the door. He has to go out and shut down the freezer!

But it is faster! It swung its arm on the doctor's head which sent him down on the floor stomach first. As Dr. Niveso attempted to crawl towards the exit, it quickly bowed down and bit his leg! Dr. Niveso let out a loud yell as pain shooted upwards to his head. He can feel teeth sinking into his flesh, rupturing his muscles from beneath it. It has bitten a chunk of his flesh from his leg. The pain is now unbearable, perspiration trickled from his forehead to his lips. He can taste his sweat. He held hard on the door jamb, pulling his body away from it! As he slowly crawled towards his table outside the freezer, he made a quick glance from behind him and saw it forcing its body from the rectangular metal fitting on its feet. It is trying to break free!

Dr. Niveso finally reached his table and agonizingly pressed the red button on top of it labeled "ALARM". But he is getting weaker. His injured leg has caused him so much pain, he feels his head is about to break. A loud honk sounded off inside the laboratory and from the hallway outside. Help will come his way any minute now. He had just set off the alarm which will send security personnel to his laboratory. All he has to do is to hold on and wait a few seconds more.

MEANWHILE, aluminum steel rolled down in both ends of the hallway where the laboratory is at. Lights went off as the aluminum plate touches the floor. Security guards rush beside the plates and bolted them hard against the wall.

The order is very clear to the security guards: if the alarm sounds off, they have to seal the laboratory; no one comes out, no one comes in!

Obviously, Dr. Niveso does not know about this order!

Some of the guards are yelling at adjacent hallways commanding employees to evacuate their offices. Managers in suits, doctors in white robes and young employees rush to the exit doors as a female voice shouted announcements repeatedly on the PA system:

"This is an emergency. Please vacate your offices and calmly proceed to the fire exits. This is not a drill."


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