The infected man continues to glare at me as I try to get a better look at him. When I see the dark veins running along his skin my frown grows with worry. Was this not similar to the zombies? I look up to find the man still staring at me with hatred.
"What else has happened?" I ask in a low voice. Dr. Even then leads me further down the dark hall revealing more sick patients in different stages of infection. "I've never seen anything like it in my life..." Dr. Evens says with a sigh.
I watch a woman rock back and forth in the corner of a dark room with fear. "Dr. Evens... I need to know every symptom the infected have. Everything." Dr. Evens turns to look at me and says "Well, it starts with cold symptoms then comes nausea. They can't seem to hold any food down. From there it gets progressively worse."
