The next day Carrie called Anya and asked her if they had ever been on a mission with a bloody floor? "No. Why?" "Oh, no reason." Carrie didn't talk about it any more.
She went back to work the next day. She had a meeting with the director of the S.T.A.R.S. Rick Steel. As she approached the door, she realized that the director was speaking with someone. Before she backed away from the door, the words 'T-virus' caught her attention though she had never heard of it. "So then there's been a spill in the city?" came the director's voice. "Yes." Came the other voice. It was sharp and nasty. "No one can know about it. The area is being quarantined as we speak. But right now that isn't the important thing. Is she regaining her memories?" "I don't think so," came Steel's voice again. "She was hospitalized for a seizure she had in a board meeting last week." "That might have something to do with it. Question her. The other one's memories cannot be regained unless he comes in contact with her. Keep them" At this point Carrisa turned and ran for the elevator and jumped in. Her hand was clapped over her mouth. She sobbed quietly. Her memories, part of her identity, had been taken. But what part?
* * *
The conversation in Rick Steel's office continued, despite the departure of the unknown listener. "I used one of them to distract the man and the woman has her dead lover back." The man with the cruel voice said. "Keep them away from each other at all costs. But," he paused, "in case you are unable to do this, there is a failsafe. A T-virus rage, that is activated when there is suspicious behavior on the part of the original......
She went back to work the next day. She had a meeting with the director of the S.T.A.R.S. Rick Steel. As she approached the door, she realized that the director was speaking with someone. Before she backed away from the door, the words 'T-virus' caught her attention though she had never heard of it. "So then there's been a spill in the city?" came the director's voice. "Yes." Came the other voice. It was sharp and nasty. "No one can know about it. The area is being quarantined as we speak. But right now that isn't the important thing. Is she regaining her memories?" "I don't think so," came Steel's voice again. "She was hospitalized for a seizure she had in a board meeting last week." "That might have something to do with it. Question her. The other one's memories cannot be regained unless he comes in contact with her. Keep them" At this point Carrisa turned and ran for the elevator and jumped in. Her hand was clapped over her mouth. She sobbed quietly. Her memories, part of her identity, had been taken. But what part?
* * *
The conversation in Rick Steel's office continued, despite the departure of the unknown listener. "I used one of them to distract the man and the woman has her dead lover back." The man with the cruel voice said. "Keep them away from each other at all costs. But," he paused, "in case you are unable to do this, there is a failsafe. A T-virus rage, that is activated when there is suspicious behavior on the part of the original......
