Free Rise of the Prepper: A Story of the Coming Collapse by Frank Bates Page B

unwilling, Hillary picked up the phone. “Yes, what is it?”
    “Hello, ma’am.” Her secretary said from the other line. “We have just received news about the virus from the CDC. They have done some analysis on Superpox-99 and have found something… unsettling about it.”
    “Go on.”
    “It seems that there are some people who are able to escape infection despite having been exposed to the virus. The CDC is not sure yet why they were immune to it.”
    “Well, it’s good that there are those who are immune to it. At least now there’s a chance that this country won’t be completely annihilated.”
    “If only that were so. There is a problem concerning those who are immune. Exposure to the virus may not lead to infection but it seems to trigger something in them.”
    “What do you mean?”
    Her secretary hesitated for a moment. “…They become violent towards those who have not been exposed yet. In other words,” Hillary held the phone tighter against her ear. Please, God, no . “They will kill those who have not been exposed yet to the virus.”
    Hillary felt her knees weaken. She thanked her secretary for relaying that important piece of information to her and put down the phone.
    It had been such a long day. Hillary fell down on her knees. She couldn’t help but break down and cry.
     

 
    Chapter Eleven: Intruders
                  The following morning, Seth decided to stay at the cabin and spend the day caring for Brodie. He attended to the dog and cared for him to help Brodie make a speedy recovery. He gave Brodie a bath and gave him ample food and water. He even spent some time walking Brodie around the property as the dog couldn't engage in vigorous exercise yet. They returned to the cabin for lunch.
    After administering some medicine on Brodie and setting his food and water, Seth went up to the rooftop. He set aside his sandwich on the small picnic table beside him and turned on his radio transceiver. He remembered telling Robert, the guy he spoke with over the radio two days ago, that that they should keep in touch.
    Seth turned the knob on the transceiver fully expecting an endless parade of static when he tuned into a line. It was the emergency line used by the government to make announcements and disseminate information to the citizens in times of distress.
    "...tion to all citizens. This... not a drill. This is an emergency broadcast. For your safety, we urge you to please remain indoors or in your shelters at all times as there has been no cure discovered yet for the virus at this time. We will be providing aid at evacuation centers and designated relief points. Please go to the following locations to receive aid..."
    The announcement continued on to list the locations for the relief points. Seth listened closely and listed them down. The announcement finished and Seth turned the knob again to find Robert. He tuned into Robert's signal.
    "Robert, this is Seth, are you there?" Seth asked.
    "Hey, Seth! Almost thought I wouldn't hear from you again." Robert's voice said from the other line.
    "Yeah, well, I've been busy. How are you doing?"
    "Good as anyone can be in this situation. I just got out of—"
    "Seth? Is this really Seth?" A female voice came on the line, interrupting Robert.
    "Uh... Yes?"
    "Oh, my God! It really is you! I've always wanted to thank you for helping my son and me."
    Seth finally recognized the voice, bringing with it a memory of him talking to another person on the transceiver other than Robert that day. "Jaime?"
    The woman on the other line shrieked with excitement. “I never expected to hear from you again. I didn’t know you and Robert knew each other.”
    “I just happened to talk to him after I talked to you that day. But, wow, it’s incredible that you’re together. How did you two meet?”
    “I followed your advice. My son and I packed our stuff and drove out Ukiah. Our car broke down in the middle of the drive however and we were stuck out there