Keith appears in the doorway and I press play. Anxiety and fear begin to build in my stomach.

“I am recording this to let whoever finds this know the truth of what happened here. The bomb that went off wasn't just a nuclear bomb, it was a new bomb named a Bio-Nuke. After the destruction from the explosion occurs it releases a Bio Agent into the atmosphere of the blast radius. This Bio Agent is what is turning all the animals and people that come in contact with it into flesh-eating monsters. I was the one who discovered the side effects of this compound and once I realized what it was capable of I backed out of the project. I tried to scuttle the research but they stopped me. My research was sent to another lab and I was going to be fired from the company. They threatened to ruin not only my reputation if I spoke about this but also promised to take me to court and bankrupt my family. I didn’t care and planned on giving it all to a whistleblower. Some people seem to have Natural Immunity to this Agent and will not turn into the creatures. Please if you hear this find my wife and son, they are at our beach house. I pray they made it to my bunker under the house. There is a USB flash drive with my research and all the work I have done on curing the bio agent under my coffee mug. Please do the right thing since I couldn’t. I love you Tim and Marie.” Pounding noises followed by a roar is heard on the video as he places the mug into the bottom of the drawer. Keith grabs the mug and pulls off the USB drive taped there.

“Tim I am so sorry but we gotta go now. Whatever was hitting on the door is likely still around.

“No! Dad, he can’t be. He has to be alive!” I scream and cry with everything I have. The tears are flowing heavy now and my face starts to flush with anger. Keith bends down and hugs me tightly.

“Listen Tim, we are going to leave this city and give show this USB to the world. If this company or the government was behind this attack it goes against every law in the book. Let’s do what your father intended and hell maybe someone can cure this. He said it was close to done.” Keith says with conviction. I nod in agreement, and we walk out the door to leave. I take one last look back at my father’s office and on the floor under one of his papers I notice a picture of me and mom is peeking out. I reach down and grab it but as place my hand on it a roar startles both of us. We run out of the office and towards the stairs as a lunger comes running down the stairs towards it. This one has six arms and three legs, it looks like a demon from hell. It roars again and I notice it’s teeth are sharp like a shark. Keith hands me the USB drive and takes aim.

“When I say so run towards the stairs and don’t stop until you reach the lobby. Get out to the truck and wait for me.” He says calmly then runs towards the beast and turns down a nearby hall. “Now!” He says as the monster follows him. I sprint past them as Keith fires two rounds. One hits the beast in its knee shattering it. The next lands squarely into its head. I begin climbing the stairs as I see Keith stop following behind me as a cacophony of roars fill my ears.

“Go! There are more coming! I’ll hold them off!” He screams as he tosses me the car keys. I catch them miraculously and continue upwards as he fires into the oncoming horde. Shots continue to fire in three round intervals until I cannot hear them anymore. I reach the lobby knowing he isn’t coming after me and as I burst out onto the street I freeze in my tracks. A lunger wearing a blue tie stands before me and the truck. I freeze as the truth stares right back at me and dives towards me. Rotting flesh and all my own father will be my death. His four hands grab my body and his mouth opens wider than possible and I scream “Dad!”

Tears stream down my face and I am back in the white padded room on the cold hard bed. “I died!” I scream with all the fury I can muster.

“Yes you did, and now we finally know what happened inside the quarantine zone. It took a special ops team of four brave soldiers to retrieve your body for this experiment. Only one made it back to the RZ.” The man says through the speaker.

“You used me! You put me through it all over again. How am I even here!? Who the fuck are you!?” I scream as I charge the two-way mirror. Slamming my fist into the hardened glass over and over again. “Tell me who you are! Why did you do this!? Why!? You aren’t my dad! You’re a god damned liar!” I scream into the abyss of hatred that is consuming me. The glass starts to crack under my strength.

“That’s quite enough Timothy thirty-seven. Time for night.” The man exclaims and suddenly my arms stop working and fall to my sides. My legs won’t move either. What is happening to me? I stare at myself in the mirror as my blue eyes begin to flicker red. I press my face against the glass and can see through the mirror to the man on the other side. I can barely hear him talking.

“Well, was it a success?” A man asks.

“Brian, absolutely it was! That machine in there actually thought it was human. When it remembered Timothy dying it was so confused. Not only did we finally discover what happened in the quarantine zone that led up to retrieving the boy's remains and the flash drive but we now have the access code to his research. Downloading Timothy’s memories before his brain died and implanting them into a cyborg was a one in a hundred chance of working but we did it.” The imposter replies.

“We really lucked out, didn’t we? Memory mining technology and a bioweapons test in one go. Brian says with a smirk.

“Hell yea we did. The passcode for the door was the same to unlock the flash drive. We can safely retrieve the rest of the research data and discover the cure now.” He replies.

“What about the survivors? What do we do with them?” Brian asks.

“Fuck them all, tell the military the only way to stop the virus is to firebomb the entire area. We don’t want them to realize our company was behind the Bio Nuke. The imposter says.

“Did he actually figure out a way to cure it?” Brian asks.

“He was one step away from it. Won’t take our researchers long to figure it out now. With it we can market the weapon to one side and the cure to the other. Our profits are going to soar after this. Especially that we have real world data now to back up our claims.” The imposter says. My hearing begins to fade as does my vision. This fake life needs to end, I can’t take it anymore. I let the darkness take me to a place of nothingness. No more fear, hatred, or human emotions to weigh me down. I pray justice comes to this world of monsters and men. Someone please stop them. There’s just too much death and destruction for mere profit.