Romano sat in his chair, checking the clock over and over again. His brother was supposed to be home, along with his grandfather but they hadn't come back from the lab.
See, Feliciano and his grandfather were scientists, trying to improve the lifestyles of millions of people. They found out that the cure for AIDS was bee stings to the nose, and they had opened countless homes for depressed teens. But they were recently working on a "super soldier" as Feliciano called it. It was supposed to be someone who couldn't die and had the strength of a thousand men, and they had left this more but they weren't back. It scared Romano to think that maybe something went wrong. Maybe they weren't coming back.
Romano shook his head and dismissed the thoughts. They weren't dead, and they were coming back. He left into the living room where he turned on the TV. Maybe the news will help him. "Breaking news," the female reporter said, looking straight into the camera. Romano groaned; he hated breaking news segments. They were usually stupid and unneeded, but he kept watching anyways. "Local lab quarantined. A super soldier-like creature was this labs main goal, and they accidentally released a deadly virus in thirteen hours."
Romano watched as his brothers and granddads lab came onto the screen. "No," he whispered, watching as the police cars circled the lab. Suddenly, there was a scream, and something came out of the building. He could hear the cameraman yell something along the lines of "oh shit".
Romano watched in horror as the scene went on, and saw a creature that looked like his brother.
"Oh, no, oh no," He repeated, looking at the screen. He had to call Tonio. He had to call him, and make sure this wasn't a dream. He grabbed his cellphone, and pressed Antonio's contact number. It rang about five times until the Spaniard answered.
"Roma, are you watching the news?" The man asked on the phone, his voice a bit distorted from the poor connection. Romano nodded his head and gave out a small 'si'. Tears fell from his face, and Romano could hear the echoes of his cries in the phone. The Spaniard was either driving or felt bad, because he didn't make any noise on the other line.
"I'm heading over there right now."