Humanity's Relief (Sequel to The Cure For Humanity)

Chapter 8

(Someone Else's POV)

I couldn't concentrate.

I had been working on some of my tests until I heard a little buzzer go off.

Dammit.

What now?

These sensors that Tricell had hooked all over this base sucked.

Like its good to have sensors but do they have to be THAT sensitive?

If a fly flew over it or even a spec of dust falls in front of it, it goes off.

At first it would concern me because if someone did break in then that means my research would have been foiled.

But once I checked the security footage, I would find nothing then mentally facepalm for panicking over nothing.

So for the fast few times I would just turn off the buzzer and keep working.

Its exhausting work but at least it wasn't all for nothing.

How long have I been going at this?

Its been a long while hasn't it?

If I check my phone then I would probably give myself a heart attack.

I have been through so much that these past few months have been a blur.

At first I felt like I was alone.

Like I had just woken up from a nightmare and everyone I loved and cared about was just gone.

Like I had imagined them my whole life.

Then one person came to mind.

Well 2.

But someone had to break the news to me.

I was devastated.

But that didn't mean I can't fulfill his promise to me.

I know he probably told it to me once, but I hoped to fulfill it all on my own.

With that being said, and with a little bit of help, I had traveled to Africa in order to use this lab.

It was the ONLY lab I knew that wasn't completely destroyed and that I knew for a fact no one would go into.

I mean think about it.

Being able to do viral experiments and not even worry about the law on your tail?

But so far all I managed to make was a serum that was strong enough to put any B.O.W. to sleep.

Which wasn't a complete loss but still.

It wasn't a cure.

I tried to use my own blood but for some weird reason it didn't work.

Did the virus evolve the longer it stayed in the host?

Did my blood slowly become normal after having it in me for so long?

Was this virus way stronger than any other one that I had ever faced?

What is it?

I was suddenly snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the little buzzer again.

How many times will I have to hear it before officially loosing my mind?

Apparently I must be strong minded if its been months and I still learned to live by it.

"You stay the f*ck away from her!"

What the?

Who was that?

Someone's voice?

But how if these doors are rusted shut?