章 157: CDC Part 4

I walk from one side of the room to the other as I watch his head turn to follow me in a creepy manner. So he can see... "Dr. Sanders?" I call out to the man in hopes of some kind of miracle. But the man, once known as Sanders only makes a weird gurgling sound.

Why does it look like I'm staring a zombie... like an honest to god zombie! Suddenly movement from the right catches my eyes as another person in a white lab coat come shuffling in. Judging by the size and the long hair, I'd say it was female.

When the woman stops next to Sanders she turns to look at me with the same empty black eyes and drooling mouth. I cringe at the black veins that can be clearly seen under her pale skin. Wait... is this contagious!?

My heart beats hard as my brain slowly starts putting two and two together. This idiot just made zombies! How many researchers were down here when this happened? And how many have those researchers have already walked out of here??