The Disease

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== The Disease == written by Stephen R Lee


Everybody has a story here is mine.


People have many stories about how the Zombie "disease" started but i have one which i belive is true. I belive it because i was there!!

It was the 5th of September 2001,I was 15 at the time. I was going to my Dads work as part of a project at school which was you had to go to your parents work,

We left the house at about 9.00am and reach my dads work at 9.45am, My dads work was called "the Blackmore Building" which was a scientific group trying to make a pill for longer life.

My Dad got out of the car quikly followed by me, If followed my Dad into the building, In the lift to the 3rd floor And into the Lab.

I was told to wait at the window that splits the room in half. My dad went in to the experiment room (which was the other side of the window ) in that room there was a operating desk a large desk which was a home to the rat cage which kept 3 white rats.

My eyes Where practicaly glued to my dad i never even blinked. I watched him walk up to the rat cage, opening it and taking the smallest of the three rats. He took the rat to the operating desk and dropped it in a large grey tray which had some yellow powder in it ( i think it was his long life pill ) the rat sniffed the powder and fell back. My dads face looked shocked, My dad said something to the his assitant. The assistant went and took the rat and put it on the bigger desk. My dad came out of the room and said that i had to go downstairs,

As my dad was speaking His assitant left the lab, i followed the assitant out the room but turned left as he turned right. Insted of taking the lift i took the stairs i slowly stumbled down the orange stairs.finaly i reached the ground floor and i opened the double doors, i went and sat down at the large tv screen which was west of the doors.

After 5 mins i was tierd and i closed my eyes.

There was my dad he had the tested rat in his hand. He held it up to his mouth. He bit the tail off. then the back legs. Then the rest. Every bite he took i could see his eyes turn nastier Nastier, Nastier he kept eating

I tryed to screamed.

"aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh" i sat up everyone was running about and screaming,I thought of my Dad, I sprinted upstairs to his lab the doors were open.

I looked in.

Most of the tables were overturned and all of his files and paperwork was scatterd over the blood coverd floor. I screamed.

I looked through into the experiment room

I screamed again, There was my dad lying dead, And over him His astistant,It looked like he was sucking his brain.

My Dads astitant,his best friend ,his work mate, His wifes brother,My Uncle was a zombie.I ran into the room and booted him in the face, He fell back and with him My dads brain. I grabbed my dads hand a tear fell from my eye and on to my dads hand. I took His gold watch and his wedding ring. He started shaking.

But he was dead his brain was ripped out!! Was that his brain??? He Might be a Zombie?? Should I Leave??? What if my dad is alive???

These 5 questions were circuling my head.

I fainted.



Part 2

Death it not the end it is just the beggining

When i woke up i found myself in Tarasius General Hospital in Spicer Hills. I knew it was Tarasius General Hospital because Stephen (My younger brother) had fell off his bike and broke his leg in Dyer park a few years ago.

I sat up my two brothers Sam and Stephen were there, I scanned the room looking for Mum, I couln't see her

" Dad," I murmered.

" He's Dead!"Sam said firmly,

" I know i was there," I said. Stephen started to cry.

" What happened? and where is Mum?" I asked

" Mums fine shes outside," Sam Pasued. "Well after you had fainted. The police called the army in. We gathered round the building. I choose to go in First with 4 other guys," "We burst in to Dads lab in was in some state. That is when we found you with Uncle Scott and Dad.There skin had flaked but yours hadn't so i carried you out,"

" ZOMBIE " I shouted

" I know " said Stephen wiping away a tear, " Dad and Uncle Scott Didn't Attack you for some reason and but before the police shot them down about 10 other zombies escaped. You are very very lucky."

" I know" i agreed " so how many zombies now"

" Dont no around 150 i guess" Answered Sam,

" What in a couple of hours " I said shocked

" No it has been a week," said Stephen

" WHAT, " I yelled