Viral Infection. The first hours.

You open the door. John lunges onto you, almost knocking you over.


FUCK MAN. DID YOU HEAR ABOUT WHATS ON THE NEWS?- John says.

No, whats wroung?-Niko(YOU) says.

Dude, that huge corperation of DNA Diagnostics And Stimulations (DDAS) just made some serum-


What kind of serum? Does it cure cancer of aids or something? -You interupt.


FUCK NO. It changes people, it, it, it makes their skin fall off...It turns them into Zombies. Its hell in a Fucking container. A- and rumor is, the contaminates are heading this way!!- John screams

Oh. Oka- WHAT?!?!? - say

You heard me! John says.


Fuck, we gotta get prepared. I've got some guns and shit in my shed. I've also got a treehouse that was here when i bought the house. -You say


Good, good. But not the treehouse though. That's crazy. I've got some Hazmat supplies from my work. I've also got a Hazmat truck.-John (J) says.

We better get to the police station after we suit-up.- J says

Where do you work again? Niko(N, or, you) says.