was dying to know who was on the phone, and why they didn’t want to talk to him or
anyone else, they only asked for Dr. Meacham. Who could it be? He knew that whatever they told him
was not good news.
“I understand, thank you for calling.”
Dr. Meacham hung up the phone, not even bothering to put it down the right way. He pushed his way out of the crowded office, opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Dr. Moore followed him, closing the door behind him.
“What happened, who was that on the phone?” Dr. Moore asked, grabbing him by the shoulder and pulling him back. Dr. Meacham turned around with watery eyes. “Terminate the lock down and go home, send everyone home,” Dr. Meacham told him. “What are you talking about? Tell me,” Dr. Moore asked with a firm voice.
All Dr. Meacham could do was to keep walking toward the elevator. “I am going to see my family and play with my son, you should do the same,” Dr. Meacham said, waving his hand and saying goodbye. He got into the elevator and disappeared behind the metal doors.
Dr. Moore stared at the elevator doors for a second, then turned around and went back into the office. He pointed at Dr. Barkley, “I need to know who called, who was on the phone?”
“Dr. Moore, Dr. Meacham never hung up the phone,” Dr. Barkley handed over the phone speaker to Dr. Moore.
“Hello, this is Dr. Moore, who is this?”
A brief silence through the phone speaker, made him a little nervous.
“Where is Dr. Meacham?”,“He left, what did you say to him and who are you?”
“This is ECDC, and I am Dr. Spranger. I was informing Dr. Meacham about an outbreak of some type here, we already have 3 cases and no leads. All of them are showing the same symptoms; bloody eyes, blood dripping down their noses, and ears.”
“We have patients with the same symptoms here, it was one of our colleagues. We ran a blood test on everyone in the building and everyone is infected. Hello? Dr. Spranger, you there?”
No sound was coming out of the speaker, Dr.Moore thought that maybe Dr. Spranger was in shock, until a heavy breathing filled the phone line.
“Hello? Hello? Doctor you still there?” Dr. Moore asked. He was wondering what happened, why Dr. Meacham left, and why he told him to let everyone go. He was about to ask Dr. Spranger when an unholy scream drilled through his ear, shaking every cell in his body. He let go of the phone. The scream was so loud that the rest of the people in the room heard it. They all covered their mouths in shock. They could still hear the screams through the broken phone speaker. Filled with fear, his heart beating a thousand miles per hour, all he could do was listen to the screams coming over the phone. Dr. Moore lifted his head and looked straight ahead toward the glass window, and to his horror, patient “zero” slowly raised her head and looked straight at him.
They made eye contact, and for a second or two he thought he was dreaming, having a nightmare.
He was so wrong. She slowly opened her mouth and let out the same unholy scream still being heard
through the phone speaker. Everyone in the room was in shock, too scared to move, or maybe just waiting
for Dr. Moore to tell them what to do since he was the next one in charge.
“Everyone out, lock down is over. Dr. Barkley, I need you to execute protocol and neutralize patient “zero.” Everyone else in the room left, some ran down the hallway toward the elevator, others, trying to stay civilized, walked as fast as they could. They all headed to the same place. They all needed to go back to their respective workstations to pick up their car keys, and then stop by the lobby to pick-up their cell phones, before they departed the building. Dr. Moore knew he had to do the same, but first he had to make sure patient “zero” was completely neutralized. The screams coming from the containment room trembled him to his core, he told
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