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Post by Loki's Angel (Poe) on Jan 17, 2013 21:20:48 GMT -5
The year is 2070. Vladimir Arent, a medical student studying to become a doctor, decides to sneak into the vault that contains viruses that caused global pandemics in the past. He looks them over and decides to pick up the test tube containing Yellow Fever. His hands are sweaty the tube drops to the cement floor and shatters. Terrified of getting found out, Vladimir runs to a nearby janitor's closet and grabs the paper towels. He sops up the liquid and throws it in a plastic bag to be burned later. As he cleans up the glass, he cuts his finger. When the evidence is gone, Vladimir closes the vault and returns to his car. He drives home, burns the paper towels, and cleans up his cut. He hopes that is the end of. It isn't.
He goes a week without symptoms and thinks he's in the clear. On the eighth day he gets a fever, headache, and dizziness. He passes it off as simply a cold and continues on normally. The next day he finds his skin yellow and has a seizure. Determined to not let anyone know he might have Yellow Fever, he stays in his house all day and his condition worsens quickly. His friend comes in to find him passed out of the floor and bleeding through his nose and mouth. He rushes him to the hospital and test results show that Vladimir does indeed have Yellow Fever, but a new strand. A strand that kills Vladimir in a matter of hours.
A few days later, those who came in contact with Vladimir also develop similar symptoms and their test results come up positive for Yellow Fever. Unresponsive to any medicines given to them, they die within days of becoming infected. It only takes the virus five months to spread and is now considered a global pandemic. Doctors and scientists rush to find a cure, but they become infected and die before one is found.
In America, the government takes extreme measures to make sure the virus doesn't come over there. But it does, and doctors are now advising people to stay in their houses and only go out when needed and wear layers of clothing. Since it doesn't look like there will be a cure anytime soon and the virus is easily spread, sales for survival bunkers skyrocket. Who had ever heard of these things? Your parents did, apparently. They buy a room in the bunker and you fly off to Nevada as quickly as you can. The bunker is your home now, and soon you're faced with the reality that you might not ever be able to leave it. Those who weren't fortunate enough to get a bunker are above ground, becoming infected and then dying. Is anyone left? That's a mystery. No one knows how many survived, but in this bunker you're in, you know that there are at least fifty survivors. What's on the outside? On the surface that no one is allowed to visit? That's right. No one is allowed to leave the bunker. The disease is probably still out there, and you could become infected. So if you're claustrophobic, just ignore the fact that you're underground and can't leave.
Some are trying to persuade others to join them in fighting for the right to step outside the bunker. They want to see what's out there, if the virus has mutated or if life is back normal again. If it's not, they want to try to rebuild. But others believe that there is no way Earth can ever be what it once was, and once you leave the bunker, you won't be allowed back in. You've only been in the bunkers for a few months. How long will you be able to last?
This is your new reality. Your new life. Underground.
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