p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"strongDisclaimer: Plague Inc. Evolved is not my game/strong/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"strongInfected/strong/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""I'm heading to the lab," Jack said as Jack swerved around the corner, "What's the pathogen's status?"/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""Looks like it just mutated," Jack's friend William told, "It just gained, just a sec, looks like your friend just gained the ability to generate 'cysts' in the infected." Man, Jack swore under his breath. Cysts increase the infectivity rate, gosh danget. Jack had just turned around another turn to see a lone male walking in the street. "Hey William," questioned Jack as he studied the man, "Could you check on the virus again?"/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""Sure will." Responded William./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""Thanks."/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""Anytime."/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;""Got anything new?" Jack was getting exceptionally bored, and swerved around the zombie-acting person. /p