Creative Writing: 5 Deadly Pathogens

It was the year 1996 in the month of June, I will never forget that month and year because it

A black figure lies on the ground. Crimson liquid pools around him. It's glossy sheen traps the lights in the streets in its surface.

“Some people say I was lucky to survive, other will say I deserved it for the choice I made. I’m here to say I was lucky, it’s never ok to say your life isn’t worth living even at your worst you can always look forward tomorrow will come and if you put your mind to it you’ll see that anything is possible.” – Stephen McGregor Professional Paralympian

Back in the main level of the factory, Wolf and Fox find Hawk lying on the ground, pale and unresponsive, his bulletproof vest next to him and the edges of a red stain showing around a wad of gauze. A soldier that Fox assumes is N-Unit's medic kneels next to him, along with Snake and Coyote. The three medics are talking frantically among themselves. The rest of N-Unit hovers nervously nearby; the rest of H-Unit is nowhere to be seen. Dust particles dance through the beams of sunlight from the holes where windows used to be, giving the whole scene a strangely dreamy air.

The ache in my chest was building, and I felt all of the darkness inside of me build. The pressure was only intensifying and I knew that I had to do something, and quick.

Then some of people noticed a new guest, dress as a clothes of the Red Death. Everyone was freaking out because of him. When Prince Prospero saw this guy, he became angry and asked courtiers to seize him and unmask him. But no one have the courage to do it, including Prospero himself. The Red Death walked through the rooms, heading toward the black room. Prospero chased him with taking his dagger. Prospero reached the edge of the dark room, the Red Death suddenly turned to face him, and Prospero fell on the ground and dead. "Then, summoning the wild courage of despair, a throng of the revelers at once threw themselves into the black apartment, and, seizing the mummer, whose tall figure stood erect and motionless within the shadow of the ebony

Sickness is spreading fast in Pennsylvania.I do not want my mother or daughter to catch it. My husband died of yellow fever 2 years ago.My daughter will be staying with sister in Baltimore Maryland.While I was there I met a nice young lady named Asiah and we agreed to travel to Oregon with me and my mother.I am bringing $700,a sewing kit,and a cooking kit with me.My mother has agreed to drive the wagon.

“Hey, there! I could get used to this,” Detective Maddie Maquire said to her partner as she climbed into the waiting car. Together, they worked for the Homicide Branch of the Major Crimes Division in Montgomery County, Maryland.

Before long, a girl came into the dusty coop and opened the shades. As sunlight slowly crept in to our miserable cell, I nudged my mom softly. “Jessica, is today

A couple of hours later I walked the trail towards the village jail, in hopes to see Jason. On rehash, he was one of the uppermost honest and friendly folks on the island, and the best shot as well. Though I always considered myself one of the best at spearfishing, Jason was better, and a steadier aim; he literally never missed a shot. His interests and passions had always been so forthright and reliable that in societal context, he took in everyone’s trust for granted. And, as it turned up, Duende resembled him in personality, although she exhibited the unworldliness befitting of a native who never left the islands. Unlike Jason, who was in the islands on vacation from the U.S., and had both his parents alive as well as siblings, Duende never

If you were asked to imagine a world without touch, could you? I’m sure I couldn’t have, not before 2035 when antibiotics became defunct that is. Since then no one has had any interaction with anyone or anything; we’re all far too worried about infection. Think about it: no hugs, no stroking your pets and definitely no going outside without all your protective clothing. And then a new virus gripped the earth, infecting all of us. We called it virus-T.

Okay men today we got orders from the CDC” announced Captain Luke O’Grady “ there is a new strain of rabies that originated about 12 miles north of us in a secluded village an hour east of Bourem, in Kidal, they want us to go help the villagers set up: quarantine tents, guard systems and vaccine stations. Over 30% of the town has become infected but they sent out a doctor that says 5 cases have been solved. The rest of the cases have been sedated and contained because they are in completely volatile state. Once we get them set up we are to be checked out by the CDC physician and evacuate the area”

She was not aware of where she was, or what she was there for. All she knew was her name, and the fact that she'd woken up in a field somewhere in Japan. Searching through the bag that was probably hers, she came upon several things. The one that confused her the most was the strange box filled with several syringes and a note that said "Antidote for the virus. - C" She studied the strange yellow liquid inside them. "Antidote...for what?" She wondered. "...And who is...C?"

The absurdity of what she was doing did not occur to her until after she heard the syringe drop into the red sharps box. Why was she disposing of the syringe? It didn’t matter if she used it again, this boy was clean – all of the volunteers were clean, and even if they had not been, it wouldn’t matter – this was the communicable disease, so unless subjects just happened to contract Ebola, this is what would kill them. And they knew it, the two of them; they were both willing volunteers, willing saviors of the planet, and she was proud of him.

Hugo has been in his lab for days now, he only comes out when the newspaper arrives. The last time he did that was thirteen years ago, when he was finding the antidote for the Plague or the definite name the Finis Plague. He is keeping secrets from Magnus and me. If it is something serious and something is truly wrong then the world may be in danger again. I have to get Magnus concerned because then he will come up with a way to get Hugo to tell us what is going on.