Saving Throws

Fakes

Case Number: 014088209

Date: 10/08/2019

Location: CLASSIFIED

Overseeing Doctor: H. Fjord

Time: 0245

Subject: Caucasian Male

               Name: Artemis Entreri

               Age: 35

               Weight: 75 Kg

               Height: 1.98 m

Condition: Subject was rushed to local care facility by family members (whereabouts unknown now). Claimed house was broken into in the night. Subject was attacked and suffered lesions, bruising, and several bites. Care facility inadequately equipped and overwhelmed with similar cases. Subject has spiked an abnormal fever (40°C). No amount of treatments is breaking fever. Wounds appear to be festering; an unusual necrosis. Biopsy will be performed. Blood work and toxin sheets submitted. Subject is severely irritable. Tremors occur infrequently in arms and legs. Hallucinations are possible; Subject not responding to stimuli other than personnel and bright lights. Pupils are acutely dilated. Subject complains of headache.

Recommendation: Subject will be monitored for an 8 hour period. Antipyretics will be administered, as will antibiotics.

Doctor’s Note: Subject is extremely hostile towards personnel. I wonder if the sample 7142 they were control-testing at location Albuquerque got out of hand and has spread. Dr. Ivers has suspicions but HQ has said nothing. I am making sure subject is detained in one of the lower floors and access is a Class V clearance.

Case Number: 014088209

Date: 10/08/2019

Location: CLASSIFIED

Overseeing Doctor: H. Fjord

Time: 0615

Condition Update: Subject rendered unconscious by fever. Respiration shallow, heart rate low. Antibiotic treatment failed. Antipyretics failed. Blood/toxin sheets have baffling results. If read correctly, subject will be deceased in a matter of hours, if not sooner. Epidermis has become eczema ridden; extremely dry. Tremors rack entire body. Fever at 41°C. DNR in effect.

Doctor’s Note: The whole facility is in an uproar. More of such cases have poured in this morning. One attacked Dr. Clasko, and she has exhibited the same symptoms. I can’t help but feel nervous, and this is just the beginning of an epidemic. Still no help from HQ or Washington. Chief Director Grimes is holed up in his office. Dr. Ellitia was positive this was contained and that President Obama approved it. My wife is not answering the phone, and neither is my son. I glimpsed security footage outside. People are swarming the streets. There are fires popping up everywhere. The news channels have gone off air. The radio is static. The facility is on Code Orange lockdown. I don’t think I could get out if I tried.

Case Number: 014088209

Date: 10/08/2019

Location: CLASSIFIED

Overseeing Doctor: H. Fjord

Time: 0900

Condition Update: Patient pronounced dead approximately five minutes ago. All hair fell out from scalp. Cause of death from bite wounds. Unknown antibody found in blood results. Mutagen of some kind. Other cases concur. Dr. Clasko is dead. Dr. Ivers is dead. Chief Director Grimes blew his brains all over his office. I have his gun now. They’ve sealed the lower floors. I can’t get out, I tried. I’m watching the subject on the gurney now. I’m positive I watched his hand clench. He’s dead. Not possible. I took his vitals. There were none. His head moved. What’s going on? Why won’t my wife answer her phone? Where is my son? I hear screams somewhere down below. I heard thudding. I think someone is trapped in an observation chamber. What have we done? I helped create this. This is not what it was meant for. It wasn’t ready for human trials. He sat up. Oh my god. His eyes are red. So red. He got up off the table. He’s coming for me. He’s at the glass, staring. What do I do? He’s scratching at the glass, biting at it. Screaming at me. The glass is breaking, oh god, the glass is breaking, he’s coming he’s

That molten ball of whatever it is that sits right at the bottom of your stomach. The lump that forms in your throat. That burning sensation prickling at the corners of your eyes. The indecision of what to do with limbs. The tensing and flexing of fingers. The shaking of your head like an Etch-A-Sketch. Rage, sadness, anger, fear, anxiety, loneliness, frustration, empty feelings.

I really wish I wasn’t so well acquainted with these feelings. I wish I knew how to address them, other than acknowledging that they’re there. They come unbidden, at the slightest whim sometimes. It makes me want to abandon social networking altogether. 

If you haven’t guessed, what I described is my reaction summary that is jealousy. Moreso about/over people I care for deeply. That’s usually the only time it happens. 

I for some reason can’t seem to control it, and when I think I finally have gotten it, I feel like I’m lying to myself. There’s an insecurity somewhere that I’ve not come to terms with, maybe.

Perhaps it’s something I’ve just become accustomed to, since I’ve had terrible relationships in the past. Random days, everyone becomes a threat, and I have no idea how to erase the suspicion that I’ve painted on them. At least, not until I’ve cried until it hurts and fallen asleep. Then I’m okay for a while, a few weeks, maybe a few months, and then the viciousness of it invades my brain again. It’s annoying, and I know I’m not fun to be around when I’m in that mode. I’m not looking for a hand-out here,  I’m trying to figure this out. I think my anxiety makes it that much worse, because I constantly worry over everything. 

It maddens me that one little thing, one trigger can have such a crippling effect on my day. That this thing lingers and lurks and whispers and I can’t eradicate it from wherever it’s hiding.

I don’t want to be that  friend or that girlfriend. I don’t want to the crazy jealous monster that everyone should avoid. People keep telling me that it takes time to move through this, but at this point, I feel like I’m going to be moving through it my whole life because I’m mired in green-colored quicksand. 

Ugh, feels, they suck. 

Control the Fate of the World

Guys, seriously. I mean, yes, really. I’ve been playing this game for a while now, few months, whatever. It is the greatest time killer, and you feel all badass when you’re done. 

Plague, INC on the Google Play Market, or in the App store.

The basic game is F2P, but you can unlock the full version for monumental apocalyptic destruction and all that if it tickles your fancy. 

My favorite part? Naming my virus silly things like “Cuddles” and “Hugs” and nonsense like that.

Why, you ask? Because reasons, that’s why.

really though, because when you win, it says “Cuddles has wiped out the population of the world” at the end, or a variation of that. AMAZING. IKNOWRIGHT???

Heh, you’ll pardon the random outburst. I went on a cinematic adventure tonight and watched Warm Bodies, so I’ve refreshed my zombie fanaticism. 

I implore you to check this game out. You’ll kill your phone battery before you are through. Trust me. You’ll feel like an evil genius of biological terror, too. 

Or maybe that’s just me.