Sinister 7

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When it started, nobody knew exactly what was going on. At first it was overlooked by the general public as another “scare tactic” used by the government to make more money from fear of an outbreak like they did with the swine flu, bird flu, SARS, etc. Not a single person I know prepared for what was going to happen. In fact, we were down-right careless. I feel like it was still government’s fault simply because they cry wolf way too often when the economy, or I.E., their wallets are running dry.

The infection doesn’t start right away of course, and the physical signs don’t appear for quite some-time either. This made it really hard to know exactly who was infected and who wasn’t. At least it’s not airborne like everyone thought at first, thank god!

Could you imagine if it was airborne?! There would be nothing left, NOTHING!!! Earth would become a dead planet as far as I know. Maybe that’s what happened on Mars? Maybe there was life, or some kind of civilization and some crazy airborne infection took over…maybe it doesn’t have to be airborne to eventually take over. Maybe we have a dead planet already and I haven’t accepted the reality of it all. Maybe I’m already dead.

We think the infection originated from India on one of the Leper colonies. We do know that the virus is somehow connected with the leprosy disease. The government thinks that it mutated into some “super-virus” after it combined with who knows what. I don’t really know the exact theory on this, all I know is the name we call it…Sinister 7.

Who came up with the name? I don’t know, but it caught on like a wild fire though. Videos of the infection popped up all over the internet from people either keeping a video diary as they changed, people “exterminating” them, looting, beatings, you name it. This went on for months until communications finally shut down. That’s when it finally sunk in to society’s thick skulls that this is no joke. People are dying! EVERYONE is dying, and the only way to keep from dying was to kill yourself morally and rely on your survival instincts until not even that is good enough! There are no heroes, no shiny light at the end of the tunnel, no rules; just you doing what needs to be done to survive.

All I know is that I am getting tired of surviving. Tired of seeing everyone I love get torn to pieces by those things, turning into those things. Lately I have been having fantasies at night when I pass out from exhaustion that I am infected, what it would be like not to run anymore. Just like the soldiers say, “Only those who have died have seen the end of war”…what a crock! Here’s my new saying, “Those that die come back and start this damned war!”

The infection starts just like any none-airborne virus; the exchange of bodily fluids. Trust me, like the flu it travels wicked fast. And of course your friendly neighborhood street trash helped spread the infection even faster. The Social Security offices, free health clinics, and run-down apartment complexes were freaking cesspools of infection! You learned quickly to stay far-far-away from those buildings like it was the plague. Hah ha, it was the freaking plague! Even after everything that I’ve been through, at least I still have my sense of humor; the only thing that I’ve kept from my former “pitiful” self.

I was some kind of loser before this happened. I barely graduated high-school, took one semester of community college, worked at some worthless job behind a cubicle all day with a boss who could be a reincarnation of the boss from the movie “Office Space”; I was a real “middle-of-the-road” kind of guy. Everything about me was mediocre at best. At least I had her then…