"Yo. you see those people over there?" Jackson said. Jackson was white, about 23 years old, and was short, 5'8.
Eric turned to Jackson. Eric was older, 37. Black and 6 foot on the dot.
"Fuck man, we haven't seen anyone new for almost 3 years . . ."
"Could they be the infected kind? Half way?" Jackson was worried, as he glanced at the man and women, or maybe boy and girl is a better way to put it.
They seem like there only teenagers.
"You know nobody except you gives a shit about that, we got the gel." Eric spat out his cigerette.
"Open the gate!" he yelled.
He grabbed his pistol, but he did not aim it at the teenagers, it was just in case anything gets . . . messy."
"Yes sir!" the gate keeper yelled back.
He cranked open the gate with a machine right next to him.
Eric looked to Jackson.
"Tell everyone we got new people, and make sure to tell the doctor we need to check for infection."
"And if they are infected?"
"You know nobody gives a shit if they are infected or not! Just tell everyone we got new people." Eric spat.
Jackson nodded. As he ran.
Eric then looked at the new people.
He whispered under his breath.
"Tomorrow is going to be a crazy day."
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BioHazard
Mystery / Thrillerthe world is told to be fright. and the inside is not much better, safe from whatever is outside. but this boy, Jake, does not believe it completely, could be one of the government's lies to keep them contained. then things start to change, things t...
