Here's where it really starts to get good! I'm going to try for every chapter to begin with the last 3-5 lines from the previous chapter, so don't thinks it's a repeat or anything! ^^ Enjoy! - Scitah


"Mr. Riley…" She called before leaving.

"Yes?" He crossed his arms defiantly as she looked him up and down.

"Be prepared."

And she was gone.

By the end of the week, none of his workers was available to deliver the third screen to this woman's place.

He glanced at the paper with her address and sighed, "Nilah Vergans… Virgins or Ver-gahns?" he muttered to himself. "Nill-ah or Nie-lah?"

He decided the latter for both and went off.

Pulling up, he found himself on the off skirts of the town in front of an abandoned apartment complex.

He went to go through the front door but stopped at the sheet taped to it,

"This is a testing facility. During the hours of 7AM to 5PM ring the BASEMENT BELL. Thank you."

Shawn frowned and glanced to his wrist watch, "4:27... Guess it's the Basement, then." he muttered and rung the bell labeled BASEMENT.

After a short while, "State your name and reason for being here!" it was a man's voice, rough, Irish.

"Uh… Shawn Riley… I own an electronics store… I've a monitor that-" He glanced at the paper again, "-Nilah Vergans ordered."

There was silence for a moment, and Shawn was wondering if he should speak again when a loud obnoxious buzzing erupted from the door.

He grabbed for it and pushed himself in, then glanced around.

"Mr. Riley… I did not expect you to deliver it personally." Came the smooth, slightly amused voice of Nilah as she walked down the steal walled hall way.

"Uh… Charlie lost his license, Sheryl wrecked her car, and Levi doesn't have a car." Shawn explained, which seemed to further amuse Nilah.

"I see. Well, I am honored, regardless, Mr. Riley."

"Shawn, please." He corrected.

Nodding, Nilah waved her hand for him to follow her, "Well then, Shawn. I'll give you a tour, just in case we're in need of a natural." she chuckled.

Scowling at her back, Shawn followed any ways.

They went down the hall and turned to the left to a set of doors leading to the stairs. "I'll show you our laboratory, Shawn."

"You know, I don't approve of your testing on Zomibes…" Shawn mumbled.

"Would you prefer we test on non-existent Re-Animate rats?" She smirked.

Shawn sighed. He'd get no where with her.

"Shawn… If you want a cure for something, it is best to do research on that something, otherwise it's near impossible to determine a cure. We have chosen Re-Animates with no family or friends, which wasn't all that hard. There is no one who will be offended or hurt by our testing on the R.A.s"

Shawn nodded, "At least you were sensitive to the victims and families…"

Nilah nodded back, "Of course. We really don't want to draw attention towards our selves."

They went through another set of doors with a security key card. "We keep it air tight down here… If you're interested about becoming our Rapid Response Man, I can get you an all access pass, Shawn… But, otherwise, I'll have you escorted at all times. Standard procedure." She smiled.

Noticing that she seemed more relaxed in her environment of a secret laboratory, Shawn smiled back. "This seems your element?"

She nodded, "In a lab, yeah… Or a cozy home. Either way." her shoulders bobbed in a shrug.

They were greeted by a Zombie tied to an upward positioned bed and three people around it, two with clipboards, one with a syringe.

"This is Dr. Kyle Eathan, the Irashman who greeted you, Dr. James Jameson, don't ask, and Dr. Erik Lyle." Nilah introduced, "Gentlemen? This is the Shawn Riley… The town hero…Or rather, one of 'em!" she smiled.

Kyle merely nodded his greeting, seeing as he was the one with the syringe and was about to inject the groaning Zombie.

James waved with a casual smile, "Hello."

American! Shawn thought as he waved back, setting the screen down.

Erik looked Shawn over and nodded, much like Kyle had. "Hey."

Shawn couldn't pick up an accent, and shrugged it off as they turned back to what they were doing.

"Why did I end up with your job, Nilah?" Kyle grumbled, causing the woman to sigh and walk over, pulling the syringe away from him.

"You boys are such chicken-shits! You know that?" she joked, plucking the needle into the neck like a professional.

Shawn smirked a little, then watched as Nilah pushed all the fluid into the Zombie, then pulling the needle out and taking a good two steps back to set the needle down and grab an aluminum bat.

The other's stepped back as well and waited, watching with baited breath.

The Zombie's head lulled to the side for a second, allowing every one a false sense that it died.

Nilah took a step forwards and watched as the Zombie then began shaking violently. "Let's get him to the observation room! Now!" and they scrambled, Shawn following behind.

Nilah held open the door, bat at the ready, and allowed the other's in her 'craft' pushed the gurney in, then scurry out.

Following the men, Nilah locked the door as Kyle began pressing buttons into a key pad by the observation window, lighting the room inside.

Nilah bumped him over and began pressing buttons as well, hands working faster than Shaun had ever seen any one work.

"What's his name, do we have that information?" She asked, not looking up at any one.

"David Luca. Age before Re-Animation; 32." Kyle stated, earning a small nod from Nilah.

She pressed one last button and they recorded the screaming.

Nilah stood straight and crossed her arms, watching a moment, until the shouting died down.

"David?" She called out.

He was panting, barely moving any where else, until his eyes snapped open to reveal brown, rather than the filmy, milky blue all Zombies had.

"Where am I?" He cried out.

Nilah stepped towards the glass, "You're in a laboratory to find a cure for Re-Animation."

Shaun stared at her, weren't they supposed to avoid that question like they did in the movies?

"Re what?" He shouted, trying to move, but finding he was strapped to the bed, "Why am I tied up?"

"Mr. Luca. You were a Re-Animate… A zombie." She stated clearly.

David stopped moving and blinked rapidly, "What is this? Some stupid reality show? Is some young and stupid actor supposed to pop out and laugh at me?"

Nilah sighed, "You're obviously cynical and sarcastic in situations like these… Tell me, Mr. Luca; How are you feeling right now?"

He glanced around, "This isn't a joke, is it?"

"No, David. This is not a joke. And this is not a TV set, either. Do you feel nauseous? In pain? Dizzy?" She pressed on gently.

David rested his head back, "Depressed. Angry and confused…"

James and Erik quickly wrote down notes the entire time.

"You've regained a lot of color to your skin, your irises and pupils are normal… Heart rate normal, brain functions are normal…" Nilah glanced at the panel before her.

David shut his eyes and began to sob, drawing every one's attention quickly to him.

"Mr. Luca? Are you alright?" Nilah called.

His heart rate began to sky rocket, chest heaving quickly, "It hurts! IT FUCKING HURTS!"

Nilah shook her head, "Try to calm down! David! Take deep breathes." She tried.

"Ahh! I… CAN'T! I FEEL DIZZY AND SICK!" he screamed before his tears turned into blood and he began spitting blood out, gurgling on it instead of screaming.

"Shit!" Nilah quickly ran to the lab and pulled on a large plastic face cover with what looked like a Turkey Baster.

Kyle leapt in front of her, "You can't go in there, Nilah!"

"Get the fuck out of my way!" She shouted, pushing him to the side.

Shaun quickly picked up the bat and followed her in, just in case, his gut screaming to kill it.

She rushed to David's side and shoved the baster into David's mouth, sucking out the blood so he didn't choke and die on it.

"Come on, David… Calm down!" She cried, working quickly.

"Shaun!" cried James, turning Shaun in time to catch a face protector much like Nilah's and her put it on quickly.

"Thanks!" He called to James as he shut the door and locked it.

"Erik! Get the second syringe!" Nilah shouted over her shoulder to the window.

"Nilah! You know that that could very well kill him!" Kyle shouted back.

"BETTER THAN HIM CHOKING TO DEATH ON HIS OWN BLOOD, DAMNIT! DO IT NOW!" She screamed back, angry.

Shaun saw Erik rush off.

"Shaun? Wait at the door for it then bring it over. Be careful with it." She said calmly, dropping the blood in the suction utensil to the side on the floor.

"Got it." He said and jogged over as the door opened. He grabbed it and quickly rushed back.

"Deliver it to his heart, Shaun." She said.

"What?" He asked incredulously, "Deliver it where?"

"His heart, damnit… Take aim, hold the needle above your head and plunge down, as if you were bashing him in the head!" She instructed easily, dropping more blood to the floor. "That's around five pints of blood!"

Shaun took a deep breath and placed his thumb on the end, holding the needle over head, then quickly delivered the serum.

He pushed it all in, then pulled the needle out quickly, watching in awe as David's body shook violently, then raised forcefully, only to flop back down.

Blood leaked from his mouth as he didn't breath.

"He's dead, Nilah." Kyle's voice echoed in the sparse observation room.