I curled up against something soft. I frowned and opened my eyes. I was in bed. I sat up and looked around the room. I frowned but then I remembered about last night; the CDC and Jenner.

It was my room. I looked at the side of the bed. Lori was sleeping here with me but where is she now? I pulled off the covers and went to take a shower, after I done everything, I stepped out of the room, only to meet Daryl, walking out of his room.

"Hey," I said. He gave a small nod, "Hey," He said and started walking away. He stopped and turned back to me. "You coming?" He asked and I frowned. "Let's go eat," He said. I gave a small smile and walked with him down the hallway.

We walked in the cafeteria, seeing the group is already there making breakfast. "Good morning," I said and they greeted back. I walked up to Lori, who was sitting with Carl. "Morning, honey," Lori said, smiling. "Morning," I said, smiling. "Sorry, I didn't wake you up, I thought to let you sleep for a little more," She said. "It's okay, thanks," I said.

"Morning." Rick came in and we all greeted back. "Are you hangover? Mom said you be," Carl said, smiling. Rick kissed my forehead. "Mom is right," He replied sitting next to Lori. "Mom has that annoying habit," Lori said with a smile.

I grabbed a plate and T-Dog walked up with a skillet. "Eggs. Powdered, but- I do 'em good," He said, pouring some eggs on my plate. "Thanks T," I said with a smile. I grabbed a piece of bacon and set right next to Glenn, who was moaning.

"Hangover?" I teased Glenn. He raised his head, looking up and gave me a look. "Never again," He said, rubbing his temples. "I bet you can't tell. Protein helps the hangover," T-Dog said as he poured some eggs on Glenn's plate. Glenn looked at the eggs, and he looked like he was about to throw up, and moaned again while I rubbed his shoulders, and then I started to eat.

"Where'd all this come from?" Rick asked, holding a little bottle in his hand. "Jenner," Lori replied. "Could you help me, please?" He asked. Lori took the little bottle and opened it. "He thought we could use it," Lori said as she looked at Glenn. "Don't ever ever ever let me drink again," Glenn complained. "Okay," I said as I put my hand on his shoulder.

Shane walked in and said hey. "Feel as bad as I do?" Rick asked him. "Worse," Shane said. "The hell happened to you? Your neck?" I looked up at T-Dog and Shane and I could see some scratches on Shane's neck. "I must have done it in my sleep," Shane replied. "Never seen you do that before," Rick said, "Me neither. Not like me at all," Shane said. Jenner walked in, "Morning."

We all greeted back. "Doctor, I don't mean to slam you with questions first thing," Dale said. "But you will anyway," Jenner said, giving a little chuckle. "We didn't come here for the eggs," Andrea said. We all looked at him, "Follow me, I think I should show you something."

Jenner took us down to the lab. I stood next to Andrea as Jenner was sitting on the computer with the buttons, "Give me playback of TS-19," Jenner ordered. "Playback of TS-19."

The big screen pulled up some files. "Few people ever got a chance to see this. Very few," Jenner told us as we all gathered to see the big screen. A picture of a brain showed up on the screen. "Is that a brain?" Carl asked. Jenner turned and nodded. "An extraordinary one," Jenner said. "Not that it matters in the end. Take us in for E.I.V."

"Enhanced internal view," The screen moved sideway, to show that it was a person. The person was lying down. The camera deep into the brain, into where a bunch of stems were glowing. "What are those lights?" I asked.

"It's a person's life," Jenner replied. "Experiences, memories It's everything. Somewhere in all that organic wiring, all those ripples of light, is you . . . the thing that makes you unique. And human."

"You don't make sense ever?" Daryl said. "Those are synapses, electric impulses in the brain that carry all the messages. They determine everything a person says does or thinks from the moment of birth to the moment of death," Jenner said. "Death?" Rick asked, taking a step towards the doctor. "That's what this is, a vigil?"

"Yes. Or rather the playback of the vigil," Jenner said. "This person died? Who?" Andrea asked. Jenner took a deep breath and looked at the ground, "Test subject 19. Someone who was bitten and infected . . . And volunteered to have us record the process. Vi, scan forward to the first event."

"Scanning to first event." The camera zoomed out and the brain stem was turning black. "What is that?" Glenn asked. "It invades the brain like meningitis. The adrenal glands hemorrhage, the brain goes into shutdown, then the major organs," Jenner said. The color soon started taking over every part of the brain until it turned completely back. "Then death. Everything you ever were or ever will be . . . Gone."

"Is that what happened to Jim?" Sophia asked Carol, who nodded. I looked down, thinking about my Mom and Dad. Andrea put her hands on my shoulders. "They both lost a sister and a father two days ago," Lori told Jenner softly and he walked closer to us, "I lost somebody too. I know how devastating it is."

Then Jenner went back to the monitor. "Scan to the second event," He ordered. "Scanning to second event." Jenner looked at us, "The resurrection times vary wildly. We had reports of it happening in as little as three minutes. The longest we heard of was eight hours. In the case of this patient, it was two hours, one minute . . . Seven seconds."

Little red lights sparked throught the brain. "It restarts the brain?" Lori asked. "No, just the brain stem. Basically, it gets them up and moving," Jenner said. "But they're not alive?" Rick asked. Jenner turned to look at him and pointed at the screen. "You tell me."

"It's nothing like before. Most of that brain is dark," Rick said. I watched the light moving thourgh out the brain. "Dark, lifeless, dead. The frontal lobe, the neocortex, the human part. That doesn't come back. The you part," Jenner said. Whoever this patient was, started moving and snapping its jaw. "Just a shell driven by mindless instinct."

In the corner of the screen was a weird looking object, and suddenly, something went through the patient's head. A bullet. "God. What was that?" Carol asked, pulling Sophia closer to her. "A bullet," I replied. "He shot his patient in the head."

Jenner nodded his head. "Vi, power down the main screen and the workstations," He said. Vi copy Jenner's words and did actually what he said.

"You have no idea what it is, do you?" Andrea asked. "It could be microbial, viral, parasitic, fungal," Jenner said. "Or the wrath of God?" Jacqui said. " There is that," Jenner said. Andrea shook her head, "Somebody must know something. Somebody somewhere."

"There are others, right? Other facilities?" Carol asked. "There may be some. People like me," Jenner said. "But you don't know? How can you not know?" Rick asked him. "Everything went down. Communications, directives . . . all of it. I've been in the dark for almost a month," Jenner said. "So it's not just here. There's nothing left anywhere? Nothing? That's what you're really saying, right?" Rick asked.

Jenner said nothing. It was clear that there is no hope. "Jesus. Man, I'm gonna get shit-faced drunk again," Daryl said, running his fingers through his hair.

"Hey Doc, I have a question. That clock -" I pointed at the digital clock on the wall and they all looked at it, "It's counting down. What happens at zero?" I asked.

Everyone looked at Jenner and waited for an answer. "The basement generators . . . they run out of fuel," Jenner said. And then he walking off. "And then?" Rick asked, but Jenner just kept walking. "Vi, what happens when the power runs out?" Rick asked the computer.

"When the power runs out, facility-wide decontamination will occur."

Rick turned to all of us, "Everyone grabbed your stuff. Do it. Shane, T-Dog, Glenn, come with me."