I recycle zombies in the Apocalypse

The Birth of the Deadies

With the scaring red-eye, and the way she opened her eyes Jamison’s best friend from college fell to the ground. The first test subject tries to get off from cuffs. Meanwhile, other test subjects became afraid and they were all screaming which drew the attention of some of the soldiers outside. Not too long Jamison arrived with the two soldiers and his ex co-workers. From the car, they heard the screaming. Jamison ordered the soldiers to lock up his ex-co-workers as he rushed in to see what was happening.

Reaching inside the lab, the first test subject has already gotten rid of those cuffs by pulling off her hands. The substance has changed her body system. Her body has become soft and can easily be pulled off or rip apart. Before Jamison could reach out to his best friend to ask what the hell happened, the dead has already gotten to him reaping out his throat.

The soldiers outside can’t resist all the noise; they rushed in trying to find out what was happening. The lab has been painted with the blood of Jamison’s best friend. Immediately the soldiers fired shots at the dead. But surprisingly, the bullets can’t kill the dead. As the dead walks slowly towards Jamison, he fell down but immediately stood to his feet. He draws back and was trying to figure out what was happening; he couldn’t hold his words back as he yelled in a loud funny voice, “What the hell, huh?”

One of the scientists who ignored Jamison’s instructions tries to grab the dead, but unfortunately for him, he was bitten on his cheek. The dead turned and started heading towards the one she has bitten. Not liking the scenario, one of the soldiers ran towards the dead and gave her a headshot, the brain gushed out and the body fell. Jamison out of anger yelled, “What the hell happened here huh?” As one of the scientists who ignored his instructions wanted to speak, the remaining test subjects began to plead for their release. The soldier who terminated the first test subject said, “That wouldn’t happen, Mr. White needs his results or your body ends up in the cemetery."

As the argument wants to get hot, the dead body of Jamison’s best friend from college stood up. Grabbing one of the test subjects by the head and bit her nose off. The screaming began again and the soldiers started shooting at the dead (Jamison’s friend). But they could not get a clear shot. Unaware of what is happening, Prof Styles and Miss Kim who have been locked up, beckoned on the soldier close by to let them out as they can also be a solution to whatever is going on in the lab. The soldier could not hesitate since there is a lot of shouting and screaming. As the door was opened, the soldier led the way to the main lab. Out of shock, Miss Kim screamed, trying to hold herself but she can’t. Prof Styles pulled her to his chest and asked her to relax. With much noise and shooting, Jamison’s best friend changed his direction and started walking towards them.

No one could still figure out what is happening as it's getting more fierce and scary. The soldiers have already run out of bullets and the ones that led Miss Kim and Prof Styles have no gun with him. The plea to let loose of the other three test subjects can’t be ignored anymore as Prof Styles made his way to cut them loose. One of the soldiers tried to keep the dead that was walking towards them down but he was bitten. And by then Jamison has already figured out that one can turn into a dead by being bitten by a dead. Jamison’s best friend still walking around can’t recognize his friend Jamison.

The other test subject bitten on the nose is about to turn into a dead and the one bitten on his cheek has already turned as Jamison started making his way out of the main lab. Miss Kim and Prof Styles ran after him yelling his name. No one wants to be left in that lab, even the soldiers retrieved. The other test subjects ran in a separate direction. The three deadies are now alone in the lab as they walk around. Meanwhile, as Jamison, wants to zoom off with his Jeep, Miss Kim blocked him. “What the hell do you want now?” Jamison yelled at Miss Kim. "Don’t you know your way home huh?” he asked. As he was still talking, Prof Styles pulled him out of his car window. “You are going nowhere until you tell us what the hell is going on?” Prof Styles yelled. “Get your hands off me and get in the car, we need to drive to somewhere safe and talk,” Jamison gently replied. Prof Styles tap his head and said, “Good boy,” as he let go of him. They all entered the car and drove back to Jamison’s apartment.

They could not believe what has happened. They are all filled with fear. Jamison narrated how Mr. White approached him with this substance and some files that contained instructions on how to finish the experiment with a positive result. That he was not the one that discovered it. "Mr. White told me about the discovery of one of his scientists who could not finish the work but died in a plane crash. He wanted me to complete the work as he told me it will make humans live forever.," Jamison said. “I never wanted to accept it because I hate taking credit for another man’s work. He convinced me and I accepted with all his promises. I came to work that day claiming in the board meeting I wanted to create a substance that has already been created," Jamison narrates.

As Jamison kept talking Miss Kim and Prof were filled with awe. Jamison continued, “I presented the idea to Dr. McQueen but he refused that’s why I said it openly at the meeting." “So what did Mr. White promised you?” Miss Kim asked. “Money and half of his company,” Jamison replied. Prof Styles cuts in immediately, “And you believed him? Are you sane or insane? Are you blind to see you have helped him produce a weapon?” Jamison cuts in, “Hold on, what are you talking about?”  “Two years ago, Dr. Scout contacted me. Dr. Scout is the scientist working for Mr. White..." Prof Styles was still talking when Jamison interrupted, “Hold on, you know Dr. Scout?” “I was reached by Dr. Scout last two years with the same offer but I turned it down. He said it was a cure for death as he called it and he wanted us to work on it together. But when I asked for a sample to analyze it, he refused. Then I know there was something hidden," Prof Styles replied.

As Prof Styles was still talking, Miss Kim whispered, “I hate science.” Prof Styles continues, “That was why Dr. Scout never talks to me till he died. But with all this, I can say Mr. White needs a weapon to get rid of his enemies silently. Now with your help, you have given him a silent weapon that the world could not notice and you had the gut to break my glasses.” Prof Styles started yelling at Jamison but Miss Kim calmed him down. “Look, yelling will not stop this mess. It’s done, let’s figure how to fix it now before it becomes late,” Miss Kim said. Immediately they heard some noise outside.

It was soldiers sent by Mr. White to arrest Jamison. Jamison peeped through the window and saw them crouching to reach his doorpost. He gave Miss Kim and Prof Styles signs for them to walk out from the back door. As they walked out from the back door they managed to reach Jamison’s garage and zoomed off with his jeep. The soldiers rushed back to their jeep as they entered into a car race with them but they lost Jamison. The only place left for them to go since Mr. White already knew Jamison would not go there any time soon was Dr. McQueen’s place. Though, the idea came through Miss Kim the secretary of Dr. McQueen.

It was already 4 AM in the morning, Dr. McQueen heard a knock at his door. For the past years, he has never heard such knock by this time. He zoomed in his camera outside the door to know who it was and surprisingly he saw the three. He did not hesitate and pushed the power button to open the door. “In as much am happy to see Jamison, what the hell are you all doing here by this time?” Dr. McQueen asked offering them seats. They narrated the whole story to him and their worries. Now Mr. White might have sent his soldiers to secure those chemicals. "How do we cover this up not to hit back on us?" Miss Kim asked as their worries were growing strong, Prof Styles suggested driving around that lab in the morning with Dr. McQueen’s car since his car was still at Jamison’s house when Jamison arrested them first.

Miss Kim was becoming worried as she has not called his son or sends him a New Year message. They all agreed on one thing that no one will be left behind. “We all will go to the lab and survey its surroundings,” Dr. McQueen suggested. They all agreed and began to make their way to Dr. McQueen’s car. Reaching where the car was parked they began to argue about who will drive the car. “Hey! Hey! Hey! This is my car and no one will drive it but me” Dr. McQueen said. “I don’t want to go there and park my car or forget my car like you Prof”, he added.

Prof Styles cuts in jokingly, “Alright boss you got it, but your ass should be fast just like Jamison's ass or I might end up whopping my boss’s ass." They all laughed and entered the car.

Reaching the lab, a lorry was parked outside. It’s already 6:30 AM but no one was found outside. The trunk of the lorry was open with no trace of anyone. The soldiers' vehicle was also there but no sign of them. The guard on the gate can’t be sighted either. “Oh no this looks like a dead zone; I am not going in there!” Miss Kim exclaimed. “Alright stay here and watch the car with the boss while Prof and I  go inside and take a look,” Jamison said. “Hell no!” Prof Styles exclaimed. “This is your mess son, not mine. So go in and check it out yourself,” Prof Styles whispered in fear. “Come on Prof, I am sorry locking you up.” Jamison apologies as he placed his right hand on Prof’s shoulder. “No no, I am cool with you. You did the right thing locking my ass up for entering into your apartment uninvited,” Prof replied. Miss Kim cuts in, “Can you two get going or should I leave here? I am nervous, please. I have to call my son.”

Prof Styles and Jamison make their way out of the car and started heading towards the gate. Indeed it's a dead-end. So quiet like the graveyard no sign of a living thing. As they made their way inside no noise was heard. Walking a few steps towards the lab, the hallway is now filled with deadies. Most were soldiers in uniform and some were civilians. Immediately the deadlies turned and started walking towards them, dragging their body, they groaned and hissed. With no time wasted, Jamison and Prof Styles rushed out of the hallway.