Signs of the Infected

"What happened to her?" You ask as you bend down to check her pulse.
"She died, just like the rest of us will..." He reaches down and grabs you by the hair. "Just like you will!"
There is nothing you can do. He throws you against the wall and you land hard up against the corner of a dresser. You can no longer feel your legs. You slump to the floor as he comes towards you.

You died that night just as the elderly lady did. Just like those who became sick did.
End Of Story