The government officials took their time going to the government employed scientists. After they gave the vials to those scientists, their work would be over.
In the office buildings in the northern part of Moscow, a group of eight scientists were given the vials and the task to find out how good of a weapon it was. There was a giant lab built in to the office building, as well as several sheep. But the thing that made the whole place dangerous looking was the fact that there were three prisoners of war that were waiting to be tested on. They were looking very scared, and there was a good reason for this. They were caught in a hotel room with cameras, microphones, and other recording equipment. They had denied working for any foreign agency, but the Russians decided otherwise and used them for human experimentation.
The eight scientists started by putting on biohazard suits and moving the prisoners to isolated rooms. One prisoner decided he had enough of this. While two of the scientists were forcing him to his room, he elbowed one in the face and socked the other in the most painful area he knew. The other scientists quickly cornered him and brought him back.
As the scientists got the vials ready, the struggling prisoner suddenly fell down and stopped breathing. The two prisoners left were looking horrified and scared at the same time. They were split up into different experimentation rooms, and the scientists opened the vials for the first time. They first looked through a microscope, and not finding anything, began to drip some into glasses of water.
After a difficult time forcing the prisoners to drink the water, the scientists observed them for a long time. After around four hours or so, the scientists gave them a bigger dose. It did not seem to have any effect on the prisoners. It was past midnight when the scientists finally dialed the number written on the piece of paper, to report failure.
In the Universitet, everything was quiet. Most of the students and scientists had gone home, except for three people in Room 2425. Anton and Eva were peered nervously into a test tube, the one holding the probable cure. Misha was typing notes into a computer nearby, frantically doing research on the chemical formula of different known anthrax cures. None of them had any idea what to do next. The mice that were given the prototype antidote all died once they were in contact with the deadly anthrax. There had been no progress.
Finally, they gave up and went back to their homes. Misha went down to the metro and quickly went to his apartment, while Anton and Eva drove their car to their apartment. This one was in a better shape than most, as Anton and Eva were doing pretty well financially. Eva quickly went to sleep, while Anton watched some television, going to sleep at around 2 in the morning.
The next day was Saturday, and Eva had gotten up and was making breakfast while Anton was still sleeping. Birds fluttered in the air around the streets, and the city was still waking up. Shops slowly opened, and cars started going around. Eva had just went to call Anton up when there was an extremely loud knock on the door. Eva and Anton lived on the second floor of this apartment, and she had not heard anyone coming up. She cautiously opened the door, and suddenly, three men in all black pointing guns jumped in.
They yelled, "We need Anton and Eva Gregorovich now!"
Anton, still in his pajamas, woke up from the commotion and hurried to his wife, looking extremely frightened.
One of the men said, "You are to come with us. No questions."
Anton nodded to Eva and tried to look as confident as he could as he gripped her hand and walked out the door, surrounded by guns. Downstairs, more men with guns were running up and black cars with heavily tinted windows were outside.
These cars were the ones that people disappeared into, never to be seen again.
Anton quietly whispered to Eva, "I think I can talk my way out of this one. Do not mention about the anthrax at all."
The men pushed them forward, and split them up into different cars.
With the shout of "No!" Eva disappeared into the car and it sped forward. Anton was handcuffed first before being shoved into the car, which had a separation between the front and back row. The driver, a man who looked like he could be the general of an army, also sped forward, leaving the apartment empty.
The men with guns quickly went back up to the apartment.
One of them shouted, "Split up and search every spot you find. The real anthrax must be here somewhere. The other team radioed in, and they did not find anything in their lab at the Universitet."
Each man went to a different room, wrecking it and systematically breaking Gregorovich property. At last, after thirty minutes, they regrouped in the kitchen. None of them had found anything. One of the men had a flashdrive he had plugged into Anton's computer, and was busy copying files, hundreds at a time. When he was done, he shot the computer five times, and signaled for them to leave. They got into different cars and left the apartment, which now looked like a junk yard.