Free The Zyne Project by Sara Brooke Page B

corners of her eyes, spilling down in silent rivers.  Suddenly, she heard a helicopter overhead and imagined it hovering over the building in a menacing bug-like manner.
    She knew that the CDC had to follow protocol, but couldn’t believe that she was being contained in this yellowish prison.  Didn’t they realize that there were sane people inside who needed help?  Yes, most of the nurses and technicians had been killed, but there was still one person alive in the laboratory and the cleaning crew was still alive.  And…she and Dan were still ok.
    Staring at Jennifer’s body floating underwater in the pool, Rosa realized that she was now in a life or death situation and she would need to think rationally and calmly in order to survive.  Whatever infusion they’d taken was having a deadly impact and transforming them into wild, insane animals with little comprehension of right from wrong.  She wasn’t sure how long she would remain sane, but so far she was able to keep her train of thought steady and wasn’t blacking out.  The only irritants were the constant itching sensations and headaches that were slowly getting worse.
    Rising from the chair, she picked up her knife and decided to head back inside and find the doctor who had started this horrific mess.
     
    ***
     
    Dan watched the elevator doors close and leaned back up against the wall.  He didn’t blame Bryan and Rosa for being angry.  They were starting to realize how bad the situation was getting and needed to blame someone.
    That someone…was him.
    And now, all cell service had been cut off and he was stuck with busted vials and extremely limited supplies.  But, he felt a little better knowing where to the find the transfusion buffer. 
    Thanks goodness for April , he thought.
    A sound further down the hallway caught his attention.  Remembering that the cleaning crew was still cowering in one of the bedrooms, he made his way to their location and knocked on the door.
    “Hello?  It’s Dr. Johns. Please let me in.”
    He heard a click as the lock turned and the door opened, revealing four very frightened people inside.  The men and women were pale and silent, waiting for him to give them some good news.
    After he shared with them what was happening, the group decided to stay put. They had water, snacks from the minibar that had been stocked for the study, and a bathroom.  Clearly enough to sustain them until the entire ordeal was over.  When asked about the yellow material that now covered the windows, Dan lied and said it was all protocol and that they would be allowed to exit the building shortly. 
    No sense in getting these poor people all freaked out , he thought.
    While the majority of them appeared to believe him, one man in particular appeared to question what was being shared.   He seemed to Dan like a shy, quiet sort of person who kept to himself, but was wiser than he let on.  Dan asked him his name.
    “Greg,” the man answered simply and looked away.
    Dan didn’t have time to try to convince Greg that everything was ok. He needed to search the remainder of the hallway and the storage areas at the far end.  Rick was still missing and needed to be restrained…or killed.  So, it was necessary to get moving and continue his search.
    Standing up to go, he looked back at the small group and apologized to them, “I’m so sorry that you’re caught in the middle of this.  We’ll get it under control and then I’ll come back for you.”  He turned towards the door, when a hand caught his arm.  It was Greg.
    “Doctor…can I come with you?  I’d sure like to help. It’s better than sitting here.”
    Dan hesitated for a moment and then decided to take Greg up on his offer.  He did need the help and given Rick’s possible strength, it would be good to have back-up.
    “Ok, but follow me closely.”
    As soon as the men left the room and shut the door behind them, Dan pulled Greg aside and whispered, “I don’t know if you