Blood Seeks-Chapter 5 "Escalation"

May 1,2007
"The situation has escalated to the level of a pandemic," the man on the tv announced in mono tone as if I didnt already know what was happening. I knew what was coming,and none of these people did.
I knew where a vaccine was that could save everylast one of them was,but none would believe when the "Hows" and the "whys" where thrown at me.I knew one more thing- that if this virus did kill of most of the population or develop into its prime,..I was screwed. I needed blood to survive,and if the humans all died,then I would starve.
Damn Campion,that bastard! He was messing with the wrong fridgerator and found a little tube from the 50's labled HrND. He truly did not know the definition of "minding your own buisness".......in his meddling,he would finally accomplish something he set out to do on a routine style of life 22 years before,finish me.
Well I would not have it,and I was prepared to survive.I had already secured a sizable amount of blood in my freezer (I hadnt touched blood only since i heard that aids did something to a vampire that was sizeably worse than its effects on the living*) and was actually surprised when the blood tasted so sweet to me. I was prepared,and had even gone to the lengths of killing humans and only draining thier blood. When my freezer was loaded,I pulled up a box and sat on it.I put my face in my hands and began to think back.
My life had changed more in the last 47 years than it did in the 14 centurys before that. I was ridiculed by my own kind now,the deathpyres** would not take me,and humans hadnt been acceaptable company since Vlad***.I was almost...almost ready for death. At least when i died I had the chance of well...something happening that most couldnt understand.
"You look like you could use some company,"I heard and looked up to see where the voice had come from,but when i did there was no one there. All of a sudden I started seeing things,people dying,the dead rising,and children screaming.After five minutes of hell,I came to 2 last visions.One of me leading the undead onto the remaining human settlements and camps,and the other of me doing the exact opposite.
When I finally got contol of my thoughts I went to the the tv.There was the same disturbing message cycling over and over......

December 25th,2007
I bent over to pick up a diary entry page of the ground
Today first snowfall came and the zombies are most of the cities population and I hope the baby and Rachel are all right o my gosh why did this happen why couldnt they have been more careful..
The page went on to the point of him mumbling about god,then writing god over and over.The last d was written in blood,assuming his.This was gods ways of saying he loved his children. A little gift to all of his children.
I walked along the street to see frozen zombies everywhere.I got to the end of the street and noticed that there was a building that had the look of being built in the early 20th century. I could hear generators and steam was coming from the roof. I decided to knock on the barricade that protected the outside of the door. A large man with an Ak-47 approached it and looked out at me.A smile spread across his face.
"Your the first survivor we have had since the cities fell mate," he said with a down under accent.
"Where did you come from?"
"Atlanta georgia,"I replied with a cool tone,"I walked the whole way and im very tired so if you would please let me in,it would be much appreciated."
He didnt argue and let me in.When I got in though a group of armed men circled me and a women who was standing behind them motioned for the aussi to come and spill his guts about me into her ear.After a second she approached me.
"Jole tells me that you came from atlanta georgia,by yourself," she said,"and whats more you dont seemed to be armed.There are still countless squads of zombies roaming the city in look of food,and A loner like you should be dead by now,so tell me Mr,how did you live?,"she questioned.
I quickly thought of a story.
"I had a weapon but lost it in a scrimish not far from here when I was crossing in the tunnels,"I replied.She quickly pondered this then started to talk.
"My name is Briana Sullivan and you are at what we call the old town farm.The building your in has organic generators that run of feces and we have and underground greenhouse.We have jail cells and just about everything else a place could need in a time like this.From what we have found this place has years of supplys and such because the owner was a conspirisist.He is probaly living somewhere below us but probaly will never show if you know what i mean.By the way,what is your name?"
I had not thought of this for a long time.To tell the truth,my name was forgotten.Seeing as I was technically roman, i replied,"My name is Romulas."

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*Aids makes them go through a painful exp. equal to shock torture
**Vlad Is in a story i am currently writing
***DeathPyres were a group of creatures that were so evil and immortal that only they could stand each other.Reasons for Romeulas being denied entrance will be reviled in a side storie