The sound of a man screaming was all that could be heard in the operating room as a doctor looked down at a stopwatch, seeing how long it took for this subject to finally expire. The man the table simply kept screaming, shouting about how it hurts, how he felt like his whole body was burning. The doctor stopped his watch when the man fell still and his heart rate flatlined. Placing a watch in his pocket before sitting down at the computer and turned on a video recorder before sighing disappointedly.
"At 10:20 am, subject #50 had died in the same way most of the others subjects such as #10 and #40 did via heatstroke. The virus like bacterium Necroa, Under normal circumstances the bacterium is quite passive and even beneficial to the human body by eating dead cells, copying their DNA info in order to not only hide from the immune system but enhance most bodily functions. The only negative side effects are the loss of memory, bouts of insanity and as a result of the bacterium acting like a second body, extream cases of hunger and the feels of starvation."
"The Modified bacterium is much more aggressive as I have seen so far, attacking the immune system by first eating white blood cells and multiplying rapidly until the body is under its control. This rapid takeover causes the body's temperature to were it can rise to nearly 105 F over the course of 2 hours. This ends in the death of the subject, but afterward, the Necroa bacterium starts to repairs and reanimates damaged cells by forming complex neural structures to restore lower level vitals before moving on to the rest of the body."
"This leaves the now reanimated subject starved of energy and thus will end up eating anything that is edible to keep itself going. However, it seems that when an infected individual smells or sights a human they go into a hunger-fueled rage with almost no thoughts of self preservation. This allows infected individuals to use their full strength that in life they would not have used as to not harm themselves unnecessarily."
"Without any mental limits the subject with use every fiber of their being to stop at nothing until their prey is killed and devoured. I have even seen first hand an infected individual deadlift a car and throwing it to the side with great effort just to get at a fellow researcher. After the subject was safely restrained we witnessed its body slowly heal and mend the damage that had occurred due to the great strain placed upon the individual's body."
"However as with all things mater cannot be taken from nothing, and an infected individual can be starved with enough time. I would not advise this, as when deprived of food the infected individual becomes constantly violent and aggressive as they shout out how much their in need of sustenance in an almost inhuman voice that I must admit is utterly chilling to my spine. Before this, we had assumed that infected individuals could not feel pain due to the amount of adrenaline is flowing through their body nearly 24/7. But given they shout out how they can feel the pain of hunger and even the active decay of their bodies, I have to say that the infection seems to want to preserve its host as long as posable."
"In short, it seems that the plans for making Necora into a weapon for soldiers to use in combat are now down the drain. The project is most likely to be closed after this test," The doctor gave out a loud sigh, seeming to be saddened at this "The termination of all infected individuals shall start in about a month I assume while all research documents are to be archived and any evidence of what we did here erased along with the destructed of the Necro-" "W-Were am I?" A hoarse and quiet voice asked making the doctor turn around in shock "I...I don't understand, the infected never said this before, let alone ask..." Standing up from his chair he walked over to the man who had just died and after looking at his white blank eyes confirmed that he was fully infected.
"Why, are you not trying to attack me?" The doctor asked only to see the man look around frantically in a panic "What do you?! Where am I?! What is this place?! WHY AM I STRAPED DOWN!?" The man so started to try and break out of his restraints as fear can be seen clearly in his eyes. "Calm down, you're going to hurt your sel-" A load snap rang throughout the room as the man tore his hand out of the restraint before grabbing the Doctor by the throat making him gasp for air. "LET ME GO!" He shouted at the Doctor in a much less panicked and more aggressive tone, his fingers digging into the poor man's throat choking him.
"I-I C-Can't!" the Doctor brearly got that out before hearing the subject groaned and grind his teeth, tossing the Doctor into the medical bench. Slowly getting back up from the floor he heard more of the subject's restraints snap and crawled over to the table to try and press the alarm button as quickly as he could. But before he could reach for it hand grabbed his leg and dragged him over screaming. Turning onto his back he stopped to stare at the subject who's left hand was now without any skin as it was torn off when it pulled its hand out of the tight restraint.
"Oh poor, poor Doctor Jebediah, I knew that a man like you couldn't be completely heartless, im deeply touched," The Infected said placing its gory hand over its chest before chuckling and outright laughing. Completely fearing for his life the Jebediah started moving back towards the table, only to be stopped by the insane Infected whole stomped on his foot breaking it and causing him to cry out in pain.
"It's funny you know. How pathetically weak you are humans are, not sure why I ever thought you would be anything else but that once..." The infected cryptically remarked as it bent down and grabbed Jebediah by his throat again. "But I have to admit your race is at least useful as a host." Shaking and choking the Doctor tried pleading for his life but was cut off from speaking as the Infected started tightening its grip on his neck.
"I don't need your cries for mercy, only access to the rest of my hosts as well as an exit. But I dont really need to ask you, I'll get everything I need once your dead." With wide eyes, Jebediah struggled, tried to shout out for help, anything to save him. But all he would get was the hungry eyes of what he now realized was Necroa stare at him with a horrifying predatory grin. "And eating you is simply the start." Before The doctor could do anymore he had his face bitten into, his flesh tore off his skull and devoured as he screamed out for help. But no help would arrive as he soon went limp, passing out from the pain and dieing soon after.
The Necroa possessed infected simply continued feasting upon the doctor untill all that remained are blooded clothes and picked clean bones. Picking up the now deceased Jebediah's key card and opened the door to an empty hallway before walking off to realize the other infected of the facility. All the while the recording kept on playing as more screams could be heard in the background as the hoard rampaged through the halls.
Zero opened his eyes from that strange dream, memory, or whatever it was and was reminded of the cramped cage it was stuck in surrounded by its follow undead. "if im going to be stuck here any longer im going to kill something..." Zero placed that thought away for later as the cage stopped in at the entrance of a room that had was looked like turrets sticking out pointing at a table full of fresh meat. His fellow undead simply saw the flesh and ran at it, clambering over each other to get to it first as Zero felt something was off about all of this.
The undead's suspicion was quickly and violently confirmed as the turrets turned out to be flamethrowers. Spewing out flames as they detected movement at the infected in front of him making Zero watch in shock as his fellow undead were burned alive as while suddenly scream out in pain at the fact their flash as melting off.
As their screams filling his hearing Zero's surrounding started to change as he found himself not in the facility, but on a street with burning civilians near a car crash with Officers firing their weapons at charging undead.
Soon Zero found himself firing at the growing onslaught with a shotgun in hand, holding his ground alongside people that he could not recall knowing at all before their leader sounded a retreat. As Police, Civilians, and undead alike started running around him he suddenly felt a sharp pain his arm and looked over to see an Infected sinking their teeth into his skin as blood started soaking his clothes.
With a gasp, Zero was brought back to the present to hear the last of dieing screams of his fellow undead, completely paralyzed and at a loss of what to do. Even the voice that always seemed to have something to say was not saying anything at all, his mind was simply blank at the moment anger swelled over him. Did those human not care, did they now understand that they despite being nearly dead still felt pain!?
Looking up at the camera that was watching all of this unfold Zero felt his heartbeat. It was rising slowly as his whole body shook with rage as he stared the lines, doing his best to stare at whoever thought of this twisted 'experiment'. With a gasp of fresh air entering his lungs, he did something that he thought lost to him from decay. With a rough and harsh sound coming from his decayed throat, he spoke.
"Did you learn something, Doc?!"
