Epidemiology to Science

A Crappy Halloween Part 3: Things go to Hell

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I walked out of the bus wearing my orange sweatshirt. My hood was up because if Dr. New Zealand is on the run might as well be undercover, I do not want them to fully identify me if the people who are after Josh might go after me. I walked down the street towards the Conference Center. I saw a man in the alley wearing a grey t-shirts and pajama pants. It was Josh.

I looked both ways when I entered the alley. Josh saw me and signaled for me to go further into the alley with him. I followed him to the part of the alley that you cannot see from ethier way of the sidewalks nearby. He looked down the alley to see if anyone was nearby and then turned to me. He smiled, in which then I smacked his face.

I tried to resist the urge to hit him. It was supposed to be a punch in the face but instead he got the easy side of my anger. His head was turned to the side and a red mark was on his stubble growing face. Apparently he has not shaved for the past three days. He looked at me with an unsurprised expression on his face.

"Sorry about that," I apologized to Josh. "It is just that I was a little angry when I saw your message."

Josh sighed, "I wish things did not have to go this way. But they saw the posts on my blog. I even used a different name than my real name. I am not Josh Campbell, but my true name is Kyle Forester."

"Who exactly is they?" I just need to know what he is involved with.

"It is the one bioterrorism group. Mordicai." What!? What in the hell did Josh do to get involved with terrorists! Is he a terrorist himself? "I am not terrorist but I was forced to do it." That answers my question. Wait, what did they force him to do? "But. I do need to bring up an important subject.

"My daughter may not need to go to you. One of my friends who is currently in Australia AKA her godfather may take care of her. If he does not get involved with the whole Mordecai situation. He is also on the run for being forced into another conspiracy, his brother was a whistleblower for a company that supports Mordecai, but if he does not get caught and safely gets to America he may private message you from my email account.

"Most likely he will be close to the hospital we were at earlier. The one in downtown. I chose to come here for vacation so that I can check on the chief of the hospital about the Plan Zero project just in case the disease does not get contained before the American government will crash or the house gets divided due to the chaos the disease may spread."

I asked in curiosity, "What is this Plan Zero." Dammit! I just got into the conspiracy I did not want to get into! This is just one crappy day for me!

Before he could answer a crack came out of nowhere. Before I could react to the crack a little pfft sound came from the wall behind Josh or Kyle, whatever his name is. A small hole emerged from the spot the pfft came from. Small bits of brick flew out of the wall with dust flying up in the air. Gunfire.

"Shit!" Josh cussed. We looked down to the end of the alley to see a man who seemed to be from an Arab country. He held out a pistol and his phone was at his ear. I could not see his eyes from the tinted glasses he wore. Damn, this must be a guy from the Mordecai terrorist group. This is real bad.

"Hey, I found the doctor. He is in the alley nearby the conference center. The Doctor is also with some two meter tall guy." He told the person on the other end of the phone. "You want a description. Well," He turned to look at me and Josh.

Suddenly Josh pulled something out from his back pocket. It was a handgun, pistol like. I did not even see that he had a gun when we were talking. My jaw dropped when a click came from the gun he held and he aimed it at the terrorist. The terrorist saw this and pointed his gun at Josh.