 Prologue 

The sun is about to set. That fuzzy and pitch-black place with a nostalgic hymn of the approaching dying twilight is already filled with his desire to wake up from his endless nightmare. Holding a golden ring on his right hand, he is calmly watching over the horizon as he tries to feel better, but he cannot for he is still caged within the memories of the wicked past and within the present catastrophe. He gradually leaned his back to that mango tree where their chained names are carved inside a heart. For the past 99 days, it has been his desperate habit to wait there for the coming of that person whom he knows will never arrive. Then liquids of emotions flowed out of his vision as his heart drowns with it. Nothing can comfort him since when that peak of joy bounced him out and turned him to be a man he is now. He was never insane yet he doesn’t already know of whom he is and even the people around him; he is just hopeless and unable to keep step of what happened for the past year. Grief and fear never left him and continued to slaved him and took control over his moral and physical character which paved him to be a ‘hard to decipher person’. However, he still lives for he has still an inch of dignity despite of great loneliness. Moreover, his heart is still shouting aloud saying, “I will never leave you..”

 Chapter I 

It’s Saturday. Lesther is very excited for he will be seeing his long-time girlfriend again to celebrate their 4th year anniversary. Of course, he had prepare a very special gift for Martha; a gift that would bind their commitments forever. He wore all his confidence and fierce to overcome the adrenaline feeling he has. He’s ready, he’s excited.
Cruising above the road of about 100 kilometers per hour through their very sentimental meeting place with his second hand Ford F-150 vehicle, Lesther cannot avoid to sketch a wide smile on his face as he tries to reminisce all the beautiful memories they had and what more to come to their strong relationship. He scroll down the driver’s window to feel the gentle afternoon breeze and started to whistle a relaxing melody – the song that his girlfriend composed and written for him.
He arrived in the park before the clock hits 3:30. She is not there yet. However, its okay for him for the situation gives him a time to practice for what he will be offering for her. He waited patiently. But it seems that time is so fast that it was already an hour of waiting yet still, she hadn’t arrived. He grabbed his IPhone10 mobile to check on her. He dialled her number but nobody responded except for the operator saying, “The number you have dialled is unattended or out of coverage area. Please leave your message at this moment.” He dialled again but same result. He texted her, “Hon, I will wait for you. Love lots! ” Nobody replied.
He sat down under the mango tree they called as their symbol of strong and dignified love. He smiled again upon seeing their carved name they made during their first anniversary celebration there. But it immediately fades out. He thought deep. She had changed. She was never like that before. It is not innate for her to be late. He threw a deep sigh and feels the wind crawling above his skin and closed his eyes to meditate. Suddenly, a loud noise from above made him woke. It’s about to rain. He hurriedly stood and made dwell on his car before the tiny liquid dots strike him. As the rain pours heavily, his tears flooded. On his mind, “How can she ignore me? Why?” He decided to go home.
Many times that he experienced to be ignored by his girlfriend but this time, it was the most painful. However, he tried to be positive for he knows that there is an explanation, maybe an acceptable one, of why she hadn’t come with the agreed meeting. For the mean time, he will just wait for her text.
After 15 minutes of travelling, he arrived in his oldie house with a heavy burden in his heart. He is still expecting for a beep on his mobile. He gone up straight to his room after parking his car and turned on the television that channelled on CNN. It was his tradition to watch latest world news especially when it is related to science or health as he sips on a cup coffee, his comfort drink. His ears turned big as he listen to his favourite news anchor Nicolie Vanz, a veteran of world health issues.
“New case of BDV has been recorded just this day. A 10-year old boy was hit by this fatal epidemic illness after visiting a friend in the World Health Hospital yesterday. After the confirmation of positivity, the World Health Organization members quarantined him later this morning in the Laiiso Island, or known as Fatal Island. Health officials are still puzzled for the mystery of this disease. With its 2 months of existence, the disease has already killed 742 persons around the globe and right now 1,321 new patients are still quarantined and under observation. No one has ever recovered with it and after the infection, a patient is expected to live for a month only. Discovering a cure would still be a miracle,” discussed Vanz.
“Oh God, this will be the end of your world!” on his mind.
He is now critically thinking about such health issue when suddenly his phone rung. He immediately grabbed it. On the screen, his girlfriend’s name was printed. He was confused if he’s going to answer. He did.
“I’m very sorry. My father and I got some little of misunderstanding. He’s forcing me to go abroad,” she uttered in a low angelique voice.
“It’s okay. After all, your decision will be supreme over them,” Lesther responded.
“My sincere apology. I know you’ve waited and I can sense that you’re mad at me. Happy anniversary, hon,” she added.
“Thank you,” and then he touched the cancel button.

 Chapter II 

“Professor, you have said before that all viruses are curable. Then why does WHO cannot discover a possible cure for the latest BDV?” Miah asked his professor.
“You know Miah, everything takes time. The existence of Brain Degrader Virus or the virusem biraine contrallie is still under a careful study. It is the most mysterious disease ever recorded in our history. Yes, BDV is fatal as even severe as the Ebola virus which became epidemic way back 2014-2015 and killed almost 11, 000 before the cure was discovered,” answered Lesther sitting on the table in front of his class. “Well, all we can do right now is to pray that this universal crisis will fade out soon,” he stood up freeing a heavy sigh. “Let’s just hope that it will not reach us here.”
Even Lesther is very interested with the mystery of the BDV. In his 4 years of being a biology professor and being an expert on such field, he hadn’t encountered such issue. The nature of the virus brought by the disease is still unknown. After the news of its epidemically, he intensely researched about this but the information is still limited. In his very ambitious phase, he wanted to discover the cure for the BDV to help save the world on its near doomsday brought by the fast-spreading deadly virus.
He hurried to the university laboratory to asked help to his fellow biologist, Dr. Diane Menez, whom was once awarded at the Nobel for her contribution in discovering the dead cell-eating catalyst substance which strengthens the immune system of a cancer and HIV patient last 2020. She is also a member of the Circle for International Biologist which is the most acclaimed organization worldwide for its great contributions in field of strained viruses-caused diseases such as AH1N1, SARS, and Bird Flu and also the great rival of the WHO. In her whole life, laboratory has been her home. Discovering, researching, testing, experimenting, evaluating, fighting against viruses has been her routine. Due to her addiction with her chosen field, her husband left her.
“Ms. Menez, can I interrupt you for a moment?” Lesther knocked on the lab door.
“Hey, little brother. What can I do for you.” she turns her back towards him. She used to call him little brother for he is the youngest biologist in their university.
“Have you heard about the BDV?” he stood beside her and watches her as she measure the test tubes with green and yellow liquid in it.
She suddenly paused and her face turned to be bancrupt. “BDV will kill the earth, Lesther. There is no cure. No scientist will be able to discover the anti BDV.”
“We can! With enough budgets from the health department, we can come out with that solution,” he insisted.
“You? Are you out of yourself? You don’t have yet any background with bacteriology solution. What can you do? Did you know Dr. Lauruz? He is considered to be the greatest biologist of our time, but after studying the virus he was infected and after a week, he died. BDV is the fastest killing-virus. You want to discover the solution for BDV? Then you are the most ambitious person in this world! Don’t act as if you’re a hero. If you are here to ask for my help, then sorry but I can’t.”
“Okay. I understand,” in a disappointed tone.
She grasped an air as she pour down the liquid solution in the pitcher then a smoke rose up from it. “You know brother, studying viruses is the most dangerous field for a scientist. But if you are determined to study BDV, then I can refer you to a person whom is the Father of Modern Bacteriology, Dr. Alfred Daniels,” she pulled her to the PC station at the back of the experimentation table and showed him a picture of a classic looking old scientist with a topsy-turvy hair looks, with thick white mustache and about 3 inches beard.
“After the unfortunate death of Dr. Lauruz, he resume the latter’s study with the virus. On earth, he is the only person studying it that’s why cure for BDV is still a dream. All other biologists and health professionals were pulled by their fear to be infected, including me. Well, Dr. Daniels would be a great partner. Here’s his website address,” as she jotted down on a piece of paper.
“Thank you, Dr. Menez.”
She handed the paper to him. She closed her eyes as she rotates her office chair. ”I also wanted to study BDV, but I am afraid that it would turn to be an epic failure. I don’t want to risk my name and my life. I wish you good luck with your study. But if I were you, I will not.”
“If I will not, who will? I am determined,” in his most motivated tone. “I will seize that bullcrap BDV as immediate as I can! I can be the miracle. I can make the anti BDV”

 Chapter III 

“PLEASE, MEET ME THERE ATTHREE. I AM LEAVING TOMORROW,” a message read on his phone which made his heart heavier. He is setting in front of his computer searching for the official website of Dr. Lauruz. But he was interrupted by the sudden text of his girlfriend. He rushed and left.
She was already there when he arrived. Her tight hugs welcomed him as her tears started to flow. “I am very sorry. I cannot disobey my father’s will.”
“I understand, honey. I love you,” and gave her a kiss on her forehead.
They sat down together with their body attached very close. “I will teach music there at Acirema District. My dream is coming true hon. I will be helping children to expand their knowledge with music.”
“Wow, so we are both teachers now, huh? I’m going to miss you very much. Just promise me that when you return you are still mine,” he smiled towards the rays of the setting sun.
“Of course. As a matter of fact, I am doing this for both of us, for our future. I don’t want to rely anymore to my parents. I wanted to be independent. Just like a bird that can freely spread its wings.”
“Ahm, so why there in Acimera and why not here? I mean, you can teach here,” he curiously asked.
“Dad wanted to focus on his new commitments and according to him, I would be a destruction I did disagree upon his decision but it was final. He’s the authority,” she explained. “Alright. You’re dad must be a tiger, indeed. But I understand,” then silence override their closeness.
“Have you heard about BDV, hon?” she broke the silence.
“Yes darling. In fact, I want to make the cure against it.”
She laughed, “Are you serious?”
“You don’t trust me? I am a biologist and one day my name will invade the universe and I will be honored to be the very first to discover the cure for BDV. I’ll make you proud.”
“Well, I will wait for that. For the mean time, let’s just be careful not to get infected by it.”
“Yes. Especially you, hon. I don’t know what will happen to me if you’ll go. I am expecting that starting tomorrow as the plane distance you from me, my life would be stuck,” his heart is about to gave up.
“Please, don’t get sad or else I will. I’m coming back, right? her tears rallied. She hugged him as if it will be the last. And they together articulate their song “You’ll come back when it’s over. No need to see goodbye.”
“The sunset is really beautiful,” she uttered.
He nodded “As gorgeous as you are, honey.”
They are about to stood when a car stopped at their back and made a loud horn sound. They both turned their back as their eyes exchange in confusion if who is the person inside the flourished black Cadillac XTS car model. Until Martha whispered, “It’s my father.” Then a man with a black shade in a tuxedo came out wearing a terror-like face and gestures together with four men also dressed in tuxedo with highly dangerous security weapons in their hands. “What are you doing here, Martha?” the man asked harshly.
Lesther then recognized the arrogant person in front of them. He is Charles Clinton, the newly elected Universal Health Executive. He can’t believe it. Martha, his girlfriend is a daughter of one of the most respected persons in the world. “Dad, I am having my last bond with Lesther, my boyfriend,” she answered in a shaky voice. “What are you doing here dad?” “Get in your car now!” he commanded angrily pointing to Martha’s Audi TTS Coupe. “Dad, please.” “Your curfew is about to start! Get on your car I said.” She then walked through her car parked next to his father’s vehicle as she turned head to Lesther who still shocked in surprise. “So you’re my daughter’s boyfriend? What is your name again and what is your profession huh?” he asked as if he wanted to know Lesther. “I... I am Lesther Cortes, sir. I am a national biologist,” he answered in a very respectful manner.
“A Cortes? Who is your father?”
“His already dead. But his name is Jorgen Cortes.”
“What? You’re the son of that bastard?”
“What do you mean sir?”
“Haven’t you known that your father is the creator of BDV? He wanted to ruin the universe! He is the very cause why people suffer today! He’s the world’s greatest failure.”
“I don’t understand. Excuse me, but are you serious sir?” he is puzzled.
He laughed sarcastically, “You don’t question my reliability. Well, I am not surprised. And you’re a biologist too. How amazing. Maybe you’ll make an even more deadly disease soon. You’re an idiot like your father. And one thing more, I don’t like you for my daughter. So I have made the very good decision of sending her abroad far from here. Let’s go boys. We’re wasting our time here.” And they departed leaving him in curiosity and confusion.
Before the sun finally hid its wholeness, he decided to go home brought the information of his girlfriend’s father saying a convincing fact about his father. He’s perplexed, he doesn’t want to believe but he’s got no source of the true story.
Upon reaching his dwelling place, he urgently opened his flipcom redirecting his mind to focus on his new hunt – to discover the BDV’s vaccine, its origin and to prove if his biological father started it all.

 Chapter IV 

He searched for Dr. Daniels name on the internet. He found it and opened it. His eyebrows collide upon seeing slogan on the screen saying “YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED IN THIS WEBSITE. IF YOU WANT TO GO THROUGH, ENTER THE PASSWORD”
“What? A password? Ms. Menez haven’t told me about this,” he try to encode ALFRED DANIELS, and the screen replied “Sorry, Wrong Password.” His head hit up. “For Christ sake!” He pauses for a while. And he tries another password, CIB. His face brighten up as the screen says “WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF DR. ALFRED DANIELS”
He scrolled down the page and there he saw a lot of articles with photos of Dr. Daniels working on the lab with title “EVD Vaccine, A Great Challenge.” Then he clicked the call button to contact him. He tried it for almost 15 times but still nobody responded. Then he decided to take a nap.
The very first thing he did in morning was to open his flipcom. His mouth left open as he saw a message from Dr. Daniels webpage. He was so excited as he opened it. “Who do you think you are to disturb me while I’m at my work? Do you know the word respect?” His excitement turned to frustration. However, he bravely replied “My greatest sincere apology Doctor. But I have something very important to say to you in relation with EVD. Just give me a moment.. Thank you.”
It took an hour before Dr. Daniels replied saying “Whatever. I have no time for you.” Before he lost his hope he typed a reply “I wanted to help you making an anti EVD. I am a biologist. I am Lesther Cortes by the way, from Aisa district. Please, I know you are searching for an assistant.” And he then leans on his chair praying and waiting for Dr. Daniels’ positive response.
Five minutes had passed. He was shocked when his flipcom rung. It was Dr. Daniels who’s calling him! He hurriedly clicked the answer button. “Dr. Daniels?”
“Yes. I am. You’re a Cortes? Who’s your father?” a straight question a 70-year old biologist in a strict tone whose face filled Lesther’s flipcom.
He was astounded for the latter’s question. “Ahm, yes, Doc. I am a Cortes. My father’s dead. I haven’t seen him. All I know about him is his name. He was Jorgen Cortes.”
“Jorgen Cortes?”
“Yes. Do you know him?”
“We’ve been for almost 30 years as pair biologist.”
“Are you serious, doc? I heard he’s the one who made the EVD? I have found in the internet that he is considered to be the world’s greatest failure.”
In an intense voice, “He is not a failure! How can a man be a failure if he sacrificed his own life just to save the world?”
“What do you mean?”
“Your father made the first ever anti Ebola virus cure. Jorgen, Dr. Lauruz and I are very good friends. When the Ebola crisis arose, we are threatened. We decided to seek the help of World Health Organization in funding us to discover the cure, but they ignored us for they believe that they can make a solution on their own. But despite of their rejection, even without their consent, we as members of the Circle of International Biologist, a not so recognized and poor organization decided to work on our own.”
“So that’s the reason why WHO and CIB are having conflicts as of now?”
“Definitely. We are once a branch body of WHO but after the explosion of Ebola and because of their pride, they’ve thrown us in trash. CIB has been always better than WHO, son.”
“So, what happened during your research days?”
“It took us 2 years in spending our time in a very tiny laboratory. But your father is determined to work not just for money or fame but because of his dignified ambition to help others. The first thing we do was to study Ebola in the Central Acirfa where the virus originated. We are the first to conclude that fruit bats of the Pteropodidae family are natural Ebola virus hosts”
“You mean the virus originated in animals?”
“Yeah. It name was derived in the river where the first case was recorded in 1976. Ebola is introduced into the human population through close contact with the blood, secretions, organs or other bodily fluids of infected animals such as chimpanzees, gorillas, fruit bats, monkeys, forest antelope and porcupines found ill or dead or in the rainforest. Ebola then spreads through human-to-human transmission via direct contact. People remain infectious as long as their blood contains the virus. First symptoms are the sudden onset of fever fatigue, muscle pain, headache and sore throat. This is followed by vomiting, diarrhoea, rash, symptoms of impaired kidney and liver function, and in some cases, both internal and external bleeding”
“The very first conclusion of your father after studying the nature of the virus is that E-virus can be seized by a creating a microprotein nutrients to be injected in whiteblood cells of the carrier. Then this injected whiteblood cells will gradually eat the very minute virus. His first trial was with an infected rat. It was successful; the rat was cured. Then we send the codec intravenous fluid vaccine to a friend doctor, Maria Jimenez, your mother, who is observing some EVD patient. She tried the vaccine secretly hiding from WHO.”
“My mother...? Was it successful?”
“Somehow. But the patient died 2 months later,” shaking his head “We are very mystified for what was the problem with the vaccine. So we examined it again for a year and a half, after your mother gave birth to you in 2014,” his face turned dim “However, in the midst of our work, Maria got infected with EVD. She was quarantined in a very small unit within our lab. This made your father acquired a sudden mental disturbance. Everyday has been a rushed for all of us,” a tear fell from his eye “He sobbed as we perform careful experiments. After a month, the intravenous fluid vaccine was improved with even more powerful and with a faster acting virus seizing catalyst. But it was too late. An hour before the final stage of purifying the fluid vaccine, your mother passed away. Jorgen got wild and broke all the laboratory apparatus. He insisted to inject the vaccine to your mother but she’s already gone.”
“After that, your father had changed mentally. We together worked again to make more vaccine we called as VAEVD+14 or the Vaccine Against Ebola Virus Disease. One night, your father worked alone with that peculiar manner in the lab; he is out of himself maybe during that time. He unfortunately and accidentally mixed the preserved AH1N1 virus and EVD with the VAEVD+14 then injected it in rat which is an EVD carrier. The rat turned its color to black with bleeding eyes and a very strange sound and movements. The rat was the first carrier of Brain Degrading Virus which is now a universal health threat.”
“So you mean BDV has existed since 2014? Almost 24 years. Then why does it just turned epidemic just this year?
“We hid the carrier in a very maximum security quarantination unit and we fed it with meat of pigs for almost a month ’til WHO discovered our laboratory and found out the VAEVD+14 and stole it sample from us. They’ve testify the vaccine, then after proving its divine effectiveness which cured almost the EVD patients worldwide, they copied its structure and later told the world that they were the one who made it. They also discover the new existing virus which accidentally formulated by your father. The Acirema District cops, with the verdict of WHO, arrested him while Jorgen told us to hide. They tortured your father and he was accused of creating a failed EVD vaccine which turned to the creation of BDV, without the permission from them. Later, they killed your father.”
“Wicked are the WHO members then!”
“Yes, they are and will always be. Up to now, we are still hiding from them.”
“Wait a minute, what happened to the rat?”
“Before they could get the BDV carrier, we already hid it a very far place, at the central Acirfa District which is a continent away from the field of WHO. For almost 24 years, the first ever carrier was with us we named as Unfortune, it never grew nor died. However, its physical character was somewhat decaying which made us to conclude that Unfortune is a walking dead. During 2020, we tried to give Unfortune a female companion yet right after putting another rat, he immediately ate its fresh flesh. We carefully studied it but it was very hard to stand with a very lethal subject.”
“How did virus transmitted to another patient?”
“Last two months, Dr. Lauruz and I put another rat with the first carrier. They mated and the female rat reproduced 5 baby rats while Unfortune died instantly. We concluded that Unfortune transferred the 95%of the virus to the female rat through his sperm cells. And also we found out that for almost 24 years, the BDV has been Unfortune’s supplier and supporter of his life. Then a week later, the strongest typhoon damaged our secret lab including the maximum security quarantination unit where the 6 rats were caged. They spread the disease to humans.”
“Now I understand the origin of BDV. And dad really made it.”
“Son, your father wanted the best for the world and for you. That’s why he spent his life searching for the cure for EVD. Unfortunately, he also made a consequence out of it which is we are experiencing now. During our quest for the discovery of anti EVD, he sent you to your relative there in Aisa District for you to be safe. You and your mother is his life. He’s been thinking about you time to time. He would have been the world’s greatest father if given a chance.” “Maybe, doc. Yet I’ve grown alone.” “And you survived. You really are like Jorgen. And you’re a biologist too? What a coincident. So, you want to be my assistant, huh? Oh, wait, not assistant, but a partner.” “Thank you, doc. I am excited to work with you. When will we start?” “ASAP, son. Just make sure you will sacrifice your everything for this risky step... For the mean time I have to go. Nice meeting you Cortes.” “My pleasure, doc.” After an hour of conversation, his mind floated in thinking about what Dr. Daniels have told him.  Chapter V  At the Health Center Hall at the Capital Linam of District Aisa, the WHO members headed by Dr. Charles Clinton, are having their interworldwide session through live 3D image representation or hologram. They are hardly tackling on ways on how to finally solve the crisis on BDV. “Executive, WHO cannot solve this problem alone. We are just medicine doctors and we now urgently need to knock the CIB to help us. They are more erudited with these viruses,” said the Acirfa District health minister through live camera. “I agree! It’s maybe time for us to cut the conflict with CIBs and lay down our prides. We can invest assistance to them in searching for anti BDV. We need unity, executive,” seconded by the health minister of the Acimera District. “Are you insulting our credibility for this issue? And don’t you ever think of coordinating with the bastards CIBs. Don’t you remember that their member made this virus? They are traitors! But if you insist of asking for their help, then you are fired in my organization!” he angrily shouted. Other 13 health ministers from the three world districts hadn’t tried to put their opinions on the hot table for they are afraid to be fired from their position though they knew that they really need CIBs. Instead, they just nodded everytime their health executive uttered his commands. “Starting today, we will engage in the stronger and more comprehensive search for the BDV cure. We should have coordination within this association. The future relies on us. So, good luck. Session dismissed! WHO is undeniably under a great dilemma for the fact that they have been agonizing upon the discovery of the possible BDV cure. They have tried many process and treatment like antibody-capture enzyme-linked immunosorbent assay (ELISA), antigen-capture detection tests, serum neutralization test, and LASER therapies yet they failed. On the other part of Capital Linam, a beep on his phone woke Lesther up at 6 in the morning. His girlfriend texted him saying, “I just landed in Acimera, hon. Take care yourself. And I am sorry for my father’s manner yesterday. Love lots.” Lesther replied, “It’s okay, hon. I understand. Take care also. I’m gonna miss you so. I love you more.”
He is strong-willed to give up his career prior to his new commitment in searching for the BDV. His foot brought him to their university president office with his resignation paper. “You will search for anti BDV? For God’s sake Mr. Cortes! You’re making me laugh for that decision of yours. You will give up your work for that foolness of yours?” mocked by the university president. “Excuse me Mr Darlinton. I didn’t come here for your insulting advise. I am here for your signature! It’s my freedom. You don’t care of the decision I am making! And if you think this is foolness, I will make sure that you will vow down to me soon,” insensitive response pitched by Lesther against his boss bully-like message. He came out of the office with a touch of regrets in his ego after unexpectedly punching harsh words towards his boss. However, he got his freedom and all his time after Mr. Darlinton signed his resignation appeal. No disturbance will hinder his way now; he can focus and concentrate in creating a miracle with the help of Dr. Daniels. He went straight to his little lab in his home with his flipcom. His apparatus, equipments and facilities are of very old model which he thought could slow down his work. But it doesn’t matter to him for he knows that as long as Dr. Daniels is with him, there is nothing he should worry for. He contacted the old biologist to ask for the recent news on his research. “Hi sir, good noon. I have just heard that BDV’s fatality rate hoisted up to 90%. What does it mean?” he asked in front of the camera as he wore his biology gown. “Yes. It’s true. It could mean worst. The virus is getting stronger and even deadly. I have found out that the virus is getting smaller and smaller that even the 2038 microscope model can hardly see it no more. The past symptoms of BDV were severe typhoid fever, thickening of skin and turning it to brownish color, terrible headache, and degrading of mental skills. And now vomiting of blood, receding of hair, changing of voices to bat-like sounds, and degrading of whole system are the major effects of BDV to humans,” he explained seriously. “How did you know that, Dr. Daniels? You don’t have BDV carrier and patient right and you are not allowed at WHO hospitals?” “No, you are wrong. Remember 6 rats that were rampaged by the supertyphoon? I caught the one, the female one. I gave her companion and they produced 3 baby rats which also instantly a carrier of the said virus.” “You’re a genius Dr. Daniels!” he shouted. “I will send you tomorrow a rat there for you to have a subject of experiment. The issue is getting clearer as it is getting worse, son.” “But Dr. Daniels, my laboratory is not well upgraded. I have old models of facilities and apparatus,” he complaint. “You don’t compromise yourself with that. We don’t need modern equipments nor sack of money. All we need is hope. WHO is on their full force in studying BDV, but they didn’t still publicize their real findings with the disease because they are not sure about it. Their study is still insufficient compared to what I have done. I have already made numerous conclusions and proofs. But I am afraid to send my findings to the high court for they might kill me of my study’s illegality. Remember, what we are doing is illegal for everyone. So do not tell anyone about it, okay?” He nodded.

 Chapter VI 

The sun is shining bright that penetrates through his car which almost burned his outer skin. Lesther is on his way back home after claiming the package came from Dr. Daniels containing the rat which is a BDV carrier. He is nervous at the same time excited to handle the virus carrier. In order for the baggage scanner in the airport base not to recognize the rat, Dr. Daniels put it in a thick metal-like box covered with thick silk and covered with plastic cellophane then put it a leather bag. He put a small pig’s meat and small oxygen tank inorder for the rat to survive an hour of travel from Acirfa District.
“Dr. Daniels, I have received the rat. It really looks like a walking dead. Its eyes are already blind. Will it survive our severe experiment?” he said in front of the camera.
“Of course. They have survived for two months within my handling. So you need also to be careful and handle them gently for they might gone wild.”
“Alright Dr.”
After their conversation, Lesther locked his eyes and fingerprint-coded laboratory room and started to weigh in and measure the rat wearing his customized maximum virus-proof virologist armour with thick gloves and goggle. He’s heart is pounding very hard as he finally held the rat in his hand. After observing its body structure, he compared it to a normal rat.
“Normal rat weigh more than the infected rats of the same age. BDV carrier rat has pointed and sharp teeth which salivates frequently,” he thought. He took the rat’s saliva to focus on the virus then return the rat in its maximum cage. He put the saliva sample in a small white piece of square and thin glass plate and he place it in the vertical stage which is a 10cm squared of a 2038 microscope model and lock the crystal chamber where he put the saliva then push the 1000x zoom in button. He put his eyes in the tube which is measures 12cm and scrolls the zoom in knob. He was startled after experiencing complexity in seeing the virus. He again pushed the 2000x zoom button and still he is unable to clearly see the virus. All that’s visible in his eyes are very tiny dots. He put a 5000x optimal power magnifying glass in the tube which is the highest of all optimal glasses and only him and 5 others in the world has such apparatus. At last, he can see the structure of the virus.
He concluded that virusem biraine contrallie is 10000 times smaller than the tree ants. In just single drop a rat’s saliva, he saw hundreds and almost thousands of viruses. They look like a human sperm cell but in a curve form. It heads has holes and its body is made up of spiral pattern of small green cells. It has 3 tails which is as smooth as a human’s hair. Unlike other viruses, BDV moves yet very slowly and in a spiral motion.
After a week of dwelling in his laboratory, Lesther had forgotten all his other commitments. His phone beeped loudly as he’s listing down his findings in a paper which almost made him stumble out of sitting. He automatically grabbed it then he just realized that he had again spent his 10 hours in the laboratory. In his phone, Marthha is calling.
“Hi, hello hon. I am sorry. I’m kinda busy here,” in an anxious melody. “How are you?”
“I see. Well, I am fine. How about you? I’ve been waiting for you to call me. By the way, what made you busy?” Martha is hiding her sorrowful tone.
“Remember what I had told you the day before you left? I’m on it now. I am studying BDV for 9 days,” he exclaimed proudly. “I have already given up my teaching career.”
Martha was shocked in the other line, “Uhm, what? I never thought that you are serious with that. So how was it so far?”
“It’s good. You know, I am already learning the nature of the BDV. Its recent transformations, from being a simple to the most dangerous virus, I’m learning. And after this, I will start to formulate and experiment an anti virus.”
“But, any biologist outside WHO are prohibited to do illegal experimentations with BDV. That’s according to my dad. You might get arrested, hon. You must stop that,” she cautioned him.
“That’s why I am hiding. Nobody knew I am doing this instead of you, Ms. Menez and Mr. Darlinton. Yes I know, we are in a dystopian world, hon. Ordinary biologists are not treated fairly by the District Government and WHO because they are more supreme than their organization in terms of devising ant viruses. Your dad and his WHO is not moving and I know that you know that. I am not insulting Mr. Clinton, but I am pointing you my point. If the cure will not be created soon, we will all die.”
She cried, “Okay. So you’re blaming my father, huh? It seems that you are cutting me to pieces too. What I am trying to say to you is for your own good, for the welfare of our relationship. I really love you, you know that and I don’t wanna lose you just because of that ..”
“What? Just because this is foolness? Fine, so you’re bragging my capabilities! You are just like them then,” he shouted in an unforeseen attitude. “All I want from you is trust, but if you will deprive me of such need, I’ll accept it. But I will surely prove to you my worth.”
Their spine-chilling colloquy ended their long-founded relationship in a serious misunderstanding. Lesther returned to his work as his tears fell lamenting for the reason that even his girlfriend don’t trust him upon his work. But he will continue even though it is not accepted by her.

 Chapter VII  A day later, Lesther put a saliva drop, a BDV carrier, into two caught non-infected rats which one is fatty and the other is a reverse. He spied for its possible changes within an hour and in just a very short length of time, he had listed beaucoup changes with the manner and physical demeanor of the rats he caged separately in a crystallized chamber and labelled the outer part as “rat 1” for the fatty one and “rat 2” for the thin-skinned rat.
He descried a very peculiar phenomenon. The first rat is still physically active and with no changes at all in all its aspects except for neck-rotation mannerism while the second rat became stationary, with closed eyes, heavy breath, whitening of its inner skin, changed in sound to a bat-like one, shaking body, and salivation.
To prove if he’s analysis’ precision, he again caught 2 rats with different level of activeness and body stature. And after his second experimentation, he has recorded same result. Then he compared it to the varying symptoms to a human host from the WHO findings in their internet page.
“Dr. Daniels, my first experimentations conform to my second one!” Lesther is excited to tell his partner. “It is possible that effects of BVD may vary according to its host level of activeness. Effect 1 is just minor symptoms and may show for long length of one day or two maybe and kill its host within two weeks. Its symptoms are typhoid fever, thickening of skin and turning it to brownish color, terrible headache, and degrading of mental skills while effect 2 is an instant killer which may affect an inactive system of a host. Its effects are vomiting of blood, receding of hair, changing of voices to bat-like sounds, and degrading of whole system, and salivation which may show up for an hour only after infection with virus and may kill its host within two to three days.”
Dr. Daniels was bombshelled about Lesther’s findings, “So you mean that weak immune is system is more vulnerable to BVD?” I know you’re a silent genius son. I have never thought about that. That is a definite big breakthrough. We can use that finding so that we can determine possible cure for BVD.”
“Yes,” he smiled. “Uhm, Dr. Daniels, I am thinking of publishing my findings so that we can earn more support to this quest.”
“No! That will put us in great threat from WHO. We will do it after discovering a cure. I am sorry Lesther, but I will not let WHO steal again a very important property within my authority!”
“I understand doc.”
Two weeks of heavy concentrating on his study, Lesther knows that he is very close of discovering the cure. He concluded that human immune hormones can be the solution. By intaking nutrients which may strengthen such hormones will actually defeat the virus however, his conclusion isn’t that precise. Another conclusion he made was by injecting a microprotein which may toughen the performance of whiteblood cells and other virus eating cells.
He studied again the virus. He had witnessed that BDV somewhat differ in size and the bigger ones gradually eats the smaller one by curling its body and crumpling the smaller BDV which perplexed him. Then he concluded that BVD could kill another BVD so he will make it as a substance out of it with micronutrients fluids to make the cure.
But before he started to create the anti BVD another big news about the health crisis stole his hearing. The Universal Health Executive had declared a universal health crisis emergency which means a requirement of mandatory check up for every individual after the new level of BVD destructed the Island of Laiiso where all the quarantined patients already died and the facilities within the place is confirmed to be a home field of the fatal virus. According to WHO, virus is not only transmitted contagiously but it can already be transmitted through air. Even plants are getting affected by the virus. It already killed a total of 4,613 patients worldwide within 3 months which another 1,400 plus estimated cases outside the isolation program of WHO are not added. And billions of people around the world are put in the risk of BVD.
Hundreds of millions of militants from the 3 world districts already questioned the move of WHO administration towards the issue and they demanded for fast discovery of the cure. However, Dr. Clinton showed no reaction of fear at all instead he told the world that the cure is on its purifying process. However, Dr. Daniels and Lesther didn’t believe with the health executive. The demand of the situation for the creation of cure even encouraged Lesther to quickly begin his cure experimentation. He extracted a number of ten bigger BDV and soaked them in large amount of whiteblood cells and immune hormones of the rat for he believes that cell culture could isolate the virus. The next stage was electron microscopy where he observed the cells and hormones reaction towards the virus substance and the result was convincing for the mixed three substances create a new structure of a very minute cell. He then neutralized it via his cell neutralizing machine. The fluid he had created is green in color. He felt a sudden goose-bump upon realizing what would be the outcome of his cure. He put 0.5mg of BDV-containing saliva in his microscope; observed the virus for a while and then dropped an amount of his nameless vaccine in the virus sample. After a minute, he had seen an instant reaction between the virus and his vaccine. The cell gradually absorbed the virus but it moved in a totally strange motion as if it is soaked in a very hot oil. The virus then dissolved slowly as the cell wholly covered the viruses. Lesther was amazed. His vaccine is a success. He tried the process again and same result astonished him. Persuaded as he is, he decided to try his vaccine to the BDV-carrying rat. He injected 3mg amount to both rat: an inactive and active one.
He was witnessing rat’s reaction to the vaccine when his flipcom destructed his concentration. “Dr. Daniels? Wh... what happened to you? To your laboratory?” he asked instantly upon seeing t a typhoon-like destruction within the old man’s laboratory and to his pale-looking and haggard stature.
“They have found my laboratory and wreck everything inside but I hid before they could capture and torture me. They are idiots!” he explained in a breathily.
“Thanks God you’re safe. You look sick doc, are you alright?.”
“How was your experiment?” he ask to convey what had the latter asked him.
“I am testing it to hosts doc. The result is convincing. I am making the cure!” he explained proudly.
“Good. Very good son,” then he vomited a blood.
“Dr. Daniels, are you okay? What is happening to you?” he asked panicking.
“I am very sorry Lesther. I haven’t told the very early. I am infected with the vireo,” he cried.
“Are you serious? No, it’s impossible!”
“Make your dream happen son; you can make it even without me. Make the BDV vaccine and name it next to your father but...but please, don’t forget to include my name as your partner when you publish an article for your breakthrough, alright? I cannot make it.”
“No, please...don’t say that. I will send you there my vaccine, just don’t give up, please..?” he cried.
“Thank you very much my partner, Lesther Cortes, son of my bestfriend Jorgen Cortes. I have to go now. I wanna breathed fresh air before I leave the world. See you soon, son. Good luck,” as he ended their conversation until he’s gone on Lesther’s sight.
“Dr. Daniels? No...!” he shed tears and threw all the things that he is seeing.
It took him an hour of weeping and just stop when he saw the rat he had earlier injected with his vaccine. The rat turned normal as if it didn’t experienced undertaking with BDV. “Oh my God, you must be kidding me!” he can’t believe, his vaccine worked!
He contacted Ms. Menez, “Dr. Daniels’ dead.”
“What? Why and how?”
“He was infected.”
“Oh God, no, no, no! Not now!”
“I am very sorry Ms. Menez. But i made the vaccine.”
“Seriously? Don’t make me laugh.
“I’m pretty serious.”
“You really are? Oh my... You must then tell the WHO with that, lil’ brother. It could save us all.”
“But I am afraid, I am just a national biologist who conducted an unpermitted study from them. They will capture and kill me.”
“That’s not what matters right now. They can set aside that nonsense law and use your discovery against its demand.”
“What if they claim it as theirs? I cannot make that happen.”
“Alright. Then tell Martha about it to tell his father about your discovery. You’re a game changer now, Lesther.. They need the cure and you have it now.”
“Well, maybe I will. I could receive assistance to further intensify my vaccine, if ever.”

 Chapter VIII 

“Alright, I will tell my father when I get there tomorrow.”
“You’re going home?”
“Yeah. BDV already invade Acirema District, hon. I am not safe here.”
“Okay, so see you here. Take care.”
Lesther is very confident about his discovery and he hopes that WHO will use it to isolate quickly the BDV. But another news shaken him when he woke up the next day.
“After declaring universal health crisis emergency, the Universal United Soldiers led by Chief of Arm Gen. Alexander Xerxes via order rendered by the WHO have conducted mandatory world checkups and caught and killed those who turned to be positive BDV patients. According to the data we have recorded, UUS already captured 15,600 BDV carriers worldwide and killed them according to the witnesses, by burning them in a room within the UUS headquarters located at the Capital Nadus, Central Acirfa District. However, the Universal Human Rights Commission sees this as a positive move of the UUS to eliminate the fatal disease. At the moment, we are still waiting for the official statements of UUS and WHO in relation to this ‘inhuman’ step. This is Nicolie Vanz, for CNN.”
Lesther felt pity to the people who’ve been killed and to those who will be killed by the coming days. He packed his vaccine in a very cold box and make his way to the WHO office, 30km away from his home.“They cannot do this!”
At the WHO office, “We have a very bad news, executive. The virus is getting worst. It turned its host into a walking,” the secretary of WHO said in a very fearful tone.
“What do you mean, Mr. Secretary?” Dr. Clinton is playing Plants VS. Zombies in his fipcom.
“A carrier becomes a cannibal. It appearance looks like a dead person. It turned to be a mindless creature with such bat-like sound, a very pale skin, with foul odor and extreme force which made them hard to capture and kill. They are very rare! UUS reported that they have already captured 1,587 walking deads. And they already killed them. But two million suspected silent BDV carrier worldwide is expected to turned to be a walking dead. They transmit the virus through air and by biting a human.”
“Why you are so worried Mr. Secretary?” he laughed sarcastically. “Tell UUS Arm of Chief to deploy greater number of his troops to three districts, if possible all the soldiers. And then engaged the Second Security Protocol.”
The second security protocol is a constituted emergency law by the WHO and UUS where they will extensively plant a microatomic bomb in a certain place where a suspected security and health threat exists.
“But executive, it could kill hundreds of millions human around the world. We are already questioned by the CNN with our recent steps,”
“I don’t fear CNN or anything! I am the most powerful leader of this world right now and my words are laws. Don’t fear Mr secretary, it’s just hundred million human loss and not totally. Remember, we are at Central Linam and we are still BDV-free state, so nothing to worry about,” he ordered and turned his focus to his flipcom, “Yahoo! I’m winning!”
“Yes, executive.”
Just 10 minutes after his secretary left his office, his chief guard officer walked-in, “Excuse me sir. A person in the name of Lesther Cortes is insisting to talk an important matter to you.”
He laughed, “That bastard son of idiot! What does he want?”
“According to him he made the vaccine, executive.”
“Fool! Haha! Anyway, let him in,” he commanded as he closed his flipcom.
After a minute, Lesther entered the executive’s office while two guards with maximum-security weapons hold him in his shoulders so that he may not able to move. “Free him, and go out,” he told the two guards. “Dr. Clinton, I’am here...” Lesther started their conversation when suddenly the executive interrupted him. “Excuse me? Precision of language please! Nobody called me Dr. Clinton, I am not just an ordinary doctor,” he expressed rudely with a sharp eyes. “I am sorry...executive. I am here to request to you to stop your killing of the BDV carrier, please,” he begged. He laughed ironically, “Who are you to command me? Do you have anything to be proud of? Well’ if you have, explain it to me the very interesting and reasonable way.” “I made the cure. It’s effective. It gradually kills the virus within a short period of time, a matter of one to two days for human. I can share to you how to formulate this cure. It’s convincing, executive. I made a study with it for almost a month,” he explained. “Do you have your sample? Give it to me,” he stretched his hands to Lesther as he gave the sample to him. He immediately grabbed the vaccine which is in a 5inches glass tube and raised if as if he is examining it. “Wow, excellent appearance, it looks so convincing. However, I don’t need it,” then threw the tube in the floor where it broke out and the fluid spread.
“No! What have you done?”
“It’s useless, poor biologist! I am decided to kill all the BVD carriers worldwide and you cannot do anything to stop me.”
“You don’t know how I made this vaccine and you just wasted it!” he shouted.
“How dare you to shout me. Guards! Caged him!” just then 3 guards entered the office and forcibly grabbed Lesther and stroked him with weapon on his back.
In an unexpected moment, Martha came in, “Dad? What is this?” in worried tone.
“Martha? What are you doing here?”
“And what are you doing with him?” she moved quickly towards the direction of Lesther while crying and hugged him.
“You get out of here, Martha,” he shouted.
“Dad? Please free him.”
“No, I cannot. Get out in here. Guards bring that moron to the cage!” The guards get out of the office bringing Lesther while Martha ran towards her room.
Three days later, the UUS started their operation planting five microatomic bombs in three World Districts where majority cases of BDV were recorded. Estimated 4 million carrier and uninfected persons were killed.
“Executive, the Second Security Protocol engagement failed. There are still suspected 2,000,000 carriers around the world and everyday 500, 000 new cases are recorded. Where 100, 000 carriers died daily. Three cases were just recorded here in Central Linam.”
“What? No, it cannot happen,” he felt worry upon the report of the UUS Chief of Arm.
“It should not enter Central Linam. Killed the carriers within our state and immediately engage the State Security Protocol!” “Nowhere on Earth is safe now except our state. I am thinking of making Central Linam an evacuation state-house for the billions of uninfected worldwide then we will engage the SSP.” “No way! I don’t want to risk the lives of the people within this state. We have no time!” he objected. “Risking lives? You have just killed 4 million humans in the world where half of them are innocent. The disease is not the real threat but your ways of isolating it.” “You are questioning my credibility? How dare you.” “I am so sorry executive, but it’s inhuman, it’s not right!” “Nothing is wrong with my steps. What is wrong is your interpretation! If you don’t want to follow my commands then get out of my office and forget our friendship!” he angrily dictated.
The secretary was speechless. “Alright, I’ll do it but not for want you wanted rather for the safety of the remaining uninfected people here,” then he walked-out.
At the UUS correctional center, Lesther was still waiting for the day he can go out and made a vaccine again. He knew that the world is really on the edge of its unfortunate end because of WHO executive’s wrong way of isolating the virus. In his third day of imprisonment, Martha visited him.
“Martha? What are you doing here?”
“I am so sorry Lesther,” she cried as she held his hands with the iron cell barriers hindering them to hug each other. “I will send you out here, I promise.”
“Don’t worry about me. It’s safer in here. Outside world is filled with the threat of BDV. I am worried about you.”
“How about your vaccine?”
“Your dad refused to apply my findings and use my discovery. All he values are his ways even it is already inhuman in sense. I respect him; I really do but how about the innocents?”
Tears flooded Martha’s eyes. Before she could speak, she suddenly coughed and vomited an amount of blood.
“Are you alright, hon?” Lesther was cautioned.
“I am infected Lesther, I am sorry,” she distanced herself away from him.
“No it can’t be! Don’t tell me that, please. It’s not BDV,” he cried aloud. “Please tell your dad to allow to cure you, Martha. I can make the vaccine for a short period of time.”
“No, there is no time left. I am dying and I have to go now. I don’t want you to acquire the virus. You know how much I love you,” then turned her back and walked away. “Martha, please...don’t leave!” he shouted in vain as he reached his hands toward her but his girlfriend never turned back.
Back in the WHO office, Dr. Clinton converse with General Xerxes through hologram connection. “I have already engaged the protocol, executive.”
“Good, now we are 90% safer.”
State Security Protocol of Capital Linam is a maximum-security measure where half thick of wall which is 25 meters in height is raised up from beneath the boundary line which circles the state of Capital Linam. Even a supertyphoon cannot wreck the strength of the man-made walls which has been built underground for almost 20 years since Ebola crisis outbreak. For this security and health measure, WHO and UUS are confident for the safety and welfare of its Central Linam’s 5 million citizens. Dr. Clinton then visited his prisoners in UUS correctional center. “I told you, the world doesn’t need your vaccine to be safe from BDV. Central Linam is now 90% safer.”
“And 10% percent unsafe? Yeah, for you don’t know who among the citizens are infected with the virus,” Lesther counter-stated the health executive.
He laughed, “10% left is for you my boy; for I consider you as a threat in my sovereignty. Before I engaged the SSP, I made sure that my state is BDV free,” he threw a sigh. “Oh well, I should not be talking to you. Let’s go, guards!”
Dr. Clinton with his four guards is almost two meters away from Lesther’s cell when he talked, “Martha is infected!”
“Again?” said the executive.
“Your daughter is BDV positive carrier. Please, let me go and I’ll make her a vaccine the very possible I can,” he cried.
“Don’t play games with me!”
“I am not, executive. I am telling you the truth. She’s here earlier the day and told me that she’s suffering. I know you love her more I can, so please, help me cure her.”
The executive don’t want to believe, but Lesther is serious. “Alright, guards let him go and bring him,” in an agonizing manner.

 Chapter IX 

At 2pm, wearing their maximum antivirus suit, Dr. Clinton with his four guards entered Martha’s room. She is in her bed struggling and crying.
“Dad, what is this? She got up confusedly.
“Why haven’t told me earlier?” he took steps towards her daughter.
“No dad. Please don’t come any nearer or you’ll get infected.”
“Martha, Lesther can make a vaccine for you. Come with us.”
“Dad, it’s too late. Sooner or later I’ll die.” She cried.
“Trust me, Martha. Wear this suit and we’ll go to your boyfriend’s laboratory.” He handed her the antivirus suit.
Martha cannot deny the fact that she also wanted to recover; she wanted to live her life. He wanted to have longer time with the people she loves including Lesther and her dad. So, she wore the suit and gone with his dad towards Lesther laboratory. In the road, they were shocked for almost all the people already became walking deads. “Executive, I thought Central Linam is BDV free. Why does everyone turned to be walking deads?” asked by the guard at the back of their Audi TDS.
“I don’t know. Before the engagement of SSP, virus might already enter our state. This is insane!”
His phone beep. General Xerxes is on the line, “What is it?”
“Executive, thousands of walking deads attacked our headquarters! SSP is another failure. The walking dead has attacked 80% of our state in just one day. We are almost out of ammunition and maximum-security weapons. I have lost over half of my soldiers. I am unable to coordinate with my officers in the two World Districts; I am suspecting that the monsters have beaten them! This will be my last call executive. Take care,” he cried.
He tried to contact his health ministers around the world but nobody responded. He sent a message to the CNN saying, “TELL THE PEOPLE TO HIDE. THE WALKING DEAD, I CALL ZOMBIES, ARE EVERYWHERE. PRAYER IS OUR LAST HOPE. I APOLOGIZE FOR MY MISTAKES.” “Dad? Are you alright?” she is getting weaker and weaker.
“Don’t worry Martha, you’ll recover. I trust Lesther... and I should have trusted him the very early before this catastrophe gradually eats the world,” there’s a touched of regrets in his voice. “Let’s move quickly! Drive fast!” he commanded his driver.
Lots of walking dead blocked their way but because their vehicle is an armoured one, they have crushed them. It took them 20 minutes to arrive at Lesther’s house. He was waiting in his balcony wearing antivirus suit.
“Com’n, hurry up. They are following us,” said the second guard.
Lesther hugged Martha. “Everything will be alright, hon. Trust me.”
They immediately lock the door. “You will guard the door, alright? In case of sensing a coming walking dead, informed us immediately,” Dr. Clinton told his third guard.
They gone straight to Lesther’s laboratory and put Martha in his square crystallized box that two to three persons can suit. “It will took just 3-4 hours, hon. Just hold on, alright?”
“Make it faster Cortes. I know how you value y daughter and I appreciated that.”
“Yes, executive.”
He started to make solutions and experimentations following the method he had undergone during his first formulation of his vaccine. In the midst of his experimentation, the power suddenly went ou and they heard continous gunfires outside which frightened them. Then the third guard entered. “Executive, packed of them, I guess hundreds are outside!”
“Shoot them!” the executive holding a gun on his gun.
“I tried, but the ammo penetrates their body and they still get up. I am almost out of ammo.”
“We have a problem, executive. We can’t able to neutralize this vaccine without electricity,” he confronted the executive.
He’s head is aching, and then he cried. “This should not be happening.”
“We can use my vehicles battery but it’s outside.”
“I will take the battery, executive,” said the second guard.
“Don’t, don’t waste your life to me. I am enough,” breathily said Martha.
“I know how you value your daughter, sir and my life is not enough. We cannot succeed with this without sacrificing, so I will,” the second guard.
“Thank you,” said the executive.
“You cover me as I walked down and get the battery, and then I will hand it to you in the door,” he told the first guard.
The threat of mindless cannibal men waiting outside never stopped them with their commitment. The second guard hurried his way towards Lesther’s car, that is almost 20 meters away from the door, and get the battery. While numerous zombies followed and blocked his way. While the first guard positioned in the door shooting the monster in their heads. After killing 13 zombies, the first guard was out of ammo. He warned the first guard. He made his way towards him to help him and hit the zombies with his iron-made weapon. He reached his fellow and helped him screw out the battery. After a minute, they successfully get the battery but a zombie accidentally bit the first guard in his neck.
“Go, save your life. Take the battery inside,” the first guard shouted the second one.
Then zombies circled and ate him alive. The second guard ran fast towards the door and handed the battery to the third guard. “He’s dead,” referring to the first guard. They immediately connected the mainswitch to the battery and restore the power. Lesther then backed to his worked by neutralizing the vaccine. Before he took the glass tube in the neutralizing machine, Martha shouted in agony. “Lesther, I cannot breath.” “No, Martha look at me. Look at daddy, please don’t leave me.”
Martha vomited blood and fell down on the floor.
“Open this chamber!” executive commanded Lesther who’s crying. “No dad, please. Save you lives. Just shot me down.” “Please Martha, don’t give up I have the vaccine. Hold on,” Lesther said crying and transferring the fluid in injection tube. “Please, listen to me. I don’t want to suffer no more. I love you both. Just shot me.” Lesther opened the chamber and hugged Martha. “I have the vaccine, please.”
“Inject it to yourself. You have still the chance of living. My physical being may be gone but our hearts will still be connected. Just shot me now,” she cried.
“Lesther, I don’t wanna see her suffer.”
“No, please. Don’t kill her,” he tightly hugged Martha and snivelled aloud.
“I love you dad. I love you Lesther.”
The third guard grasped Lesther out of the chamber and Dr. Clinton entered and embraced her daughter. “I love you Martha. I am so sorry,” he cried.
“Go on, dad. Shot me,” she whispered.
Then he pointed a Calibre 67 gun in Martha’s heart while he looked away as his tears fell down. Lesther turned riotous while two guards hold him, “No!” A blast silenced the laboratory. Lesther entered the chamber and hugged Martha’ dead body and wept.
Dr. Clinton tapped him on the shoulder, “She’s gone son, I am sorry. This is my entire fault. Forgive me. I should have listened to you before,” he said. A bang in the door destructed their silence. “Executive, they’ve entered!” “Go and shot them!” “There’s a lot of them, we’re out of bullets.” “Lesther you go out in here and save yourself.” “No! How about you and Martha? “We will cover you and you’ll bring Martha’s body far from here. Give her a good burial Lesther.” “I cannot leave you here,” he insisted. “Go on, that’s an order!” “Sir, they’re coming!” said the third guard. “Okay! Save your ammo and let’s cover Lesther.” Lesther stood up and handed the injection to Dr. Clinton. “You need this sir.” “No son. If I’ve been a good executive, this will never happen. My single life is not enough compare to the millions I have killed. Keep it. You need it more,” and he hugged Lesther “I am very sorry.” “Thank you sir,” he cried. He then carried Martha’s body. “Okay men, let’s move. Let’s cover Lesther,” he turned to Lesther “Save your life son.” They faced the zombies then threw smoke grenade while Lesther carrying Martha ran quickly to the window and gone straight to the armoured van in the road, which is 25 meters away from his house, then closed the door. He stayed there hoping that Dr. Clinton and his two guards will follow him. Hundreds of zombies entered his house. He heard incessant gunfires within his house. Few seconds later the gunfire stopped. “They are out of bullets,” he said. Out of his expectations, loud explosion blasted and burned his house. The explosion is so strong that even the glass in the armoured van he is with almost broke out. He cried aloud and smashed intensely the driver’s wheel. He turned to Martha and wore out her suit’s helmet. He touched her face and said, “I love you.” He almost stumbled out of sitting when a zombie crushed the right side of the van.
He hurriedly switched on the engine and step on the nitro. It was 5pm and the world is getting darker. He doesn’t know where he is going. His mind is floating like a balloon.
He decided to turn the wheel and made his way through their usual meeting place. In the road, he saw many flesh-searching zombies. In his calculations, almost 2,000 zombies tied the road knot. He arrived in the park and under the crying sky, he made hole and buried Martha’s body. He injected the anti-BDV vaccine he made he named as Cortes Brainee Contralii Virusem Agent in honor of his father.  Chapter X

He has nothing but himself and the great lamentations he have; he has no home and no one to talk to. His mind is still pasted on what he had happened. He doesn’t mind the world in front or back of him. What he had is repentance and a great query to God of why He had forsaken all the human creatures in the world. Now, 99 days had passed after the deadly encounter with the zombies and that hole in his life which almost dragged him down to death. He is alone. He does not know if anyone is still alive in the rest of earth. Maybe he is the only specie of human left in the dark world. All he knew is that the walking deads already dominated over humans; zombies owned the world in very corner.
As he is feeling the grief he has, the world suffers on its own after the rampage of the zombie that turned the world into a meaningless place that made him sobbed and questioned himself. He is the only one who benefited his self-invented cure for BDV; it was very too late, if he just did discover it the very earlier, he could have save the universe, he could have save Martha – his life. All he does is sing and utter their song “I’ll come back when it’s over. No need to say goodbye....”

 END 