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"Dr. Mario, you know Master hand's gonna chew you out for this!" Roy yelled as he held his hair down his hand.

"Do you think I care at this point?" I asked him rhetorically. "I already made the decision, so there's no turning back."

The car we were in screamed down the highway, as I floored the gas pedal.

If I drove fast enough, we just might make it to the morgue in twenty minutes.

The car was already going ninety miles per hour, and in a matter of ten minutes, Roy and I were already in the city.

Down near intersection four, where the murder was committed, a foul stench found my nose.

I gagged, and quickly pressed a button to close the windows. I turned to look at Roy, and happened to notice his eyes were red and watering, and he was pinching his nose closed with the scruff of his shirt over his lower face.

"It smells like…" Roy started saying, but he was at a loss for words.

"Rotten flesh, dead fish, and the sewer?" I said.

"You forgot the methane." Roy half-heartedly joked from behind his shirt.

"Ugh…" I slapped my head.

"Yeah, there's lots of cow gas around here. Ya noticed?" Roy asked.

"What cow gas?" I asked. "There isn't a cow around here for miles!"

"Yeah?" Roy pointed out the window, to a car with a mini portable stable attached to the rear.

"Moooooooo"

I wasn't even going to bother arguing. I continued driving the car past the old misused parking complex across the road, and the curb where there was police tape surrounding a chalk outline of where the body was found.

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I stopped the car just outside the morgue, which was already taped off by the police. There were police stationed around the area, with guns drawn and ready.

One policeman walked to my window, and motioned that I roll the window down.

"What's your business here?" He asked authoritatively after I had lowered the window.

"I happen to be an esteemed doctor, and I'm here to investigate the odd reactions of the body." I explained, while Roy nodded.

"May I see some identification, please?"

I opened up my wallet, and pulled out my doctor's tag, which he inspected for a few moments before returning it.

"Are you here on somebody's orders, sir?"

"No, I came of my own accord, and I brought my friend with me." I said.

"We're two of the Super Smash Brothers!" Roy piped up childishly.

"Hmm, I see…" The officer hummed while stroking his chin. "Tell you what: I'll let you in if you can figure out what's happening. My men and I are clueless as to what's happening here, and they're already spreading their silly little superstitious stories."

"I'll do my best, officer." I said.

"Name's Frank." He said, holding out his hand. I took it gladly, and shook hands with him before opening my door and stepping out. Roy popped out and drew his sword, and we both followed Frank up to the tape, where we ducked under it and approached the front doors.

"Heed my warning, "Frank said. "There's something fishy about this, and it's really dangerous inside there. Be as careful as possible, and don't touch anything unless you absolutely have to."

"I understand." I said. "We'll be out in, let's say fifteen minutes. If it takes any longer than that, something probably happened."

"We'll be out." Roy said determinedly.

He nodded, then, Roy and I stepped into the building. It was just like on the show, of course, but it was deathly silent.

There was something else.

My nose curled as I smelled a familiar stench.

"Hey, I think the rotten flesh, dead fish, sewer, and cow gas monster is back." Roy joked in a nasal voice. I looked back at him, and he was pinching his nose again.

"Grow up, Roy!" I moaned. "Besides, something's odd. That smell is back."

"Think the bathroom is backed up?"

"Roy!!!!"

"Ok! Ok, I'll stop." Roy finally said.

"Good." I sighed. "For starters, we're going to stick together, and look through these rooms one by one, AFTER we get some gloves."

I led him over to where I remembered seeing the supplies cabinet, and I pulled out a box of latex rubber gloves. I pulled out two and handed them to Roy, then I pulled out two for myself, and slipped them on. When I finished squeezing the bubbles out of the gloves and adjusting them, I started walking back towards the front of the building, when a rattling sound reached my ears.

I spun around, and faced a door that was rattling, and behind it, I could hear what sounded like scratching.

Instantly I was on alert, and I pulled out a surgical knife I usually had with me, and Roy drew his sword.

We approached the door, but the glass window was blocked by a small curtain, hiding the contents of the room from sight. I nodded towards Roy, and we braced ourselves for a tiny bit, then we both blew the door down with a mighty shoulder barge.

Instantly, there was a demonic shriek, and the corpse from earlier hobbled out while swinging its sickly purple claws at us.

The body and its clothes did not look familiar to me, so with a quick swipe, its head fell off and rolled across the floor, staining my knife with purple ooze. The body continued moving, and the head attempted to snap at my heels while it rolled about helplessly.

Roy disintegrated it with a flare blade attack, not even leaving behind ashes. The body continued stumbling towards me, so I stepped out of the way, and grabbed a metal tray on a cart nearby. I slammed the tray on the body's chest and knocked it over, then I threw the tray like a Frisbee, and it sliced right through the middle of the corpse.

The two still-moving pieces fell back on the floor, and Roy ended their existence with another Flare Blade.

"That was something new." I commented shakily as I gathered up some antiseptic from the cart nearby, and cleaned the knife.

"That stuff smells like-"

"Yeah, I know." I snapped. "That was the corpse, which we just eliminated."

"But it still smells like crap in here." Roy.

That was when the horrifying though occurred to me.

What if this body had something contagious?

I threw the knife away almost compulsively, and it stuck right in the wall in front of me, through a sign next to a door.

Cold Storage A

"…Roy, we're getting out of here." I muttered.

"Why? Are we done investigating already?" He whined.

"Yes, we are Very done investigating right now." I urged him. I ripped the gloves off my hands and threw them on the table, while Roy just focused his energy into his hands, and burned the gloves off with a burst of flame.

"C'mon, we're not finished yet!" Roy whined again.

"Get out of here!" I yelled in a panic.

Just then, the door behind me that I had been in front of moments ago burst open, and more corrupted bodies toppled out. Roy yelled in shock, and I heard him catching up to me in a hurry.

We passed a table full of chemicals, but Roy ran past it. I stopped for a moment, and threw the table down sideways, causing the chemicals to spill and cover the floor across the hallway. I pulled out a tiny defibrillator set and charged it up, then I clapped them together and created a spark of electricity.

The spark fell on the chemical pool, and instantly the area erupted into fierce flames. I pocketed the small shock pads, and dashed out of the door after Roy.

We shot out the doors like bullets, and ripped through the police tape in our hurry to get away.

"Hey!" Frank yelled at us. "What'd you find?"

"A Nightmare!" I shouted. "There's a bunch of zombies in there, and I set a fire to block them off! Get your weapons!"

"Ptttttbth!!! Zombies!?!? You expect me to believe that?" Frank laughed while I glared at him. "This is probably a stupid prank. Go if you like, we'll handle it from here."

"Hey, FRANK!?!?" One of the policemen yelled. "There's something trying to get out…"

"Eh?" He turned, and looked at the glass doors, and sure enough, a pale, purple face was staring out at them while clawing the glass. Frank instantly drew his gun, and fired three bullets into the cadaver's skull, and knocked it off balance. However, it got right back up, and started breaking the glass where the bullets broke it. Frank fired more bullets into it, but it only bled corrupted ooze as it continued picking away at the glass.

It finally stood up, then broke through the glass by slamming against it. The cops around Roy and I started firing at it, but it continued stumbling down the stairs, where it approached one of the cops.

He stepped back, sweating with fright, while he aimed his last bullet point blank into the zombie's face.

BLAM!

Its head shot back from the force of the bullet entering its skull cavity, but it slowly raised its head again, and struck.

Its purple claws ripped through his chest, and the policeman sank down to the ground to lay in a puddle of red blood mingled with the mysterious purple substance.

There was silence after the policeman died. The zombie only stood above the man with a blank look, while its eyes blazed with an unknown craving. Then, it turned, and looked at the other men.

It started to walk forwards, when Frank drew a grenade, and threw it right into a hole in the zombie's chest. Everybody scrammed, and when the grenade exploded, the zombie was instantly incinerated.

I was stunned. What was going on? First, there was that odd murder, then, the body was taken to the morgue, where it spread the unknown substance that reeked of rotting.

Something was behind this.

I watched as the morgue burned down to the ground. Firemen came in their red trucks, and contained the flames that threatened to burn down more, but on Frank's orders, the firemen allowed the building to burn.

I slowly turned, and with Roy in tow, we got in the car, and quietly drove away.

I didn't know it, but the horror was only beginning.

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