QUARANTINE:
The Final Conclusion
On March 11, 2008, Television reporter Angela Vidal and her cameraman Scott were assigned to do a story on a quarantined apartment with a dangerous disease within tenants. Hours later, no one survived and no one got out. Or so they thought.
Chapter 1
Angela Vidal crawled towards the camera after being attacked by the infected man. She was thankful to have survived, but was heartbroken by the many deaths of the apartment. As she crawled, she felt debris underneath her body. Broken shards of glass that cut her ever so slightly. She was in front of the camera and sobbed quietly. She was about to take one more step until something grabbed her legs. Something dragged her into the darkness screaming, leaving the camera in the room.
What the camera did not capture was what happened in the other room. Angela kicked the the infected, emaciated man down on the cold floor. She crawled back into the room where the camera was and grabbed a shard of broken glass. The infected man, able to hear her screams, walked into the room. His bloody, sick eyes were locked on her as he grabbed her dirty, white tanktop. She turned around and drove the glass into his side. He came off of her and yelled in pain. Angela picked up the heavy camera and ran out of the room. The only light she had was the camera's nightvision. She had to find a place to hide before the infected man came.
She found a counter near her cameraman, Scott's body. The counter was full of clattered scapels. Angela retrieved one of the large ones and set the camera on the floor behind the counter. She sat behind it, hiding from the creature.
The emaciated man gaited back into the other room. He couldn't see anything due to his bad eyesight and the darkness. He staggered around the room, almost tripping over some materials, including Scott's dead body. Angela held her hand over her mouth, trying not to breathe loudly. She raised her weapon, determined to fight the monster if he came to find her. She heard him growl and screech in anger as he continued failing to find her. Angela crept over a few feet to her left. She moved her eyes to the left and sitting behind her...