𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒 (𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞)

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A computer sits upon a desk.

It does not know it - and will never know it - but it resides in one of Central America's safest and most secured locations, the CDC. This inanimate object is safer than hundreds of millions of innocent people - children - and it doesn't even have the capabilities to be aware of it. What it is aware of, however, is the confidential information being shared to it upon a period of twenty-nine days. This information was always meant to stay between the computer and the user. It was their secret.

However, after over a month of no new information to be stored, recordings to be taken, or words to be processed; the computer is turned on one last time.

What occurred over those twenty-nine days is no longer a secret. It is now known to fourteen people, including the computer itself.

And it will now be known to you...

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"Hello. The date is August 25th, 2010, and the wildfire virus has officially spread global. The human race has never experienced a virus this deadly and impacting before. The mortality rate is one hundred percent and it seems that once the patient is taken by the fever, they are somehow reanimated into a soulless monster. As of now, the government is trying to make sure citizens remain calm and does not want any evacuations to begin just yet...but we don't see this getting any better. We're in contact with scientists in France on how we should further approach the situation."

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"Hi. The date is September 5th, 2010, and unless a miracle happens, the wildfire virus will wipe out the entirety of the American content and potentially the whole world within the next couple of weeks. This virus is uncontrollable, unpredictable, and will cause the end of the human race as we know it. The military is under significant pressure by the individuals it infects, and won't be able to hold out much longer with the decreasing trust of the public. Resources are becoming scarce. We don't know how long we'll last here."

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"The date is September 10th, 2010. Last night the military guarding the CDC was overrun. Panic spread amongst the remaining scientists where many resorted to suicide to avoid their inevitable fate. And the others...they-

I'm the last one left.

My wife is dead. She was bitten. She told me to use her transformation for 'research' but I found nothing. It seems that once the transition occurs there are no thoughts, nor feelings in that individual anymore. Just the hunger and need for flesh and bones."

"September 15th, 2010. I made contact with a French scientist via video call and she discussed with me a new way they were experimenting to try and create a cure. They've made a first attempt at a 'vaccine' which they're currently testing on animals but so far there's no luck. I got them to send me their research to see if I could provide some sort of help but with my supplies being this low...I won't have much time. However, the French still have a good couple months left in them. I need to see if this vaccine really works or not so they can move on fast. Sacrifices for the greater good must be made. What needs to be done, will be done."

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