Kamaria

by Parsat

With the coming of the white man comes new knowledge and new darkness, united under an imposing logo of red and white. Here is the story of Joshua Jiwe Stone, through his own words.

8. Chapter 8

February 2, 1997

After the incident at the capital I arrived home without answers and without incident, only to find that the vans, the white men, the scientists were all gone. And with them gone, many of us villagers have fallen ill with a very strange disease. I have no doubt that it was caused by whatever they injected us with. Thankfully Kamaria resisted, along with a couple of my relatives and friends.

We take care of the sick as best as we can (except Kamaria, for she is with child). But this disease is…different. The people run very high fevers, and stay delirious. They grow large boils, almost greenish in color. Their voice grows hoarse, so hoarse that their speech is like the voice of death. Already five people have died.

Because their bodies were unclean, we burned them…it is an abomination in our culture, to burn instead of bury the dead, but we could not risk harming the earth around us. God have mercy on us for our deeds and the sick!

And through all this, the only ones untouched are those of us who were not injected by UMBRELLA, only twenty five of us. None of us are sick. Evil is afoot.