Post by Alex Viera on Nov 16, 2010 11:45:46 GMT -5
November 12, 2010 The Day was like any other in Hiroshima, Japan. This one day it happened to be rainy but nothing out of the ordinary. People hurried through the streets underneath their black umbrella's, most on their way to work and others on their way to school. The only thing busier than the street was the emergency room at the Nakamura General Hospital. A man had been put into quarantine for a disease thought long gone. Leprosy. Thanks to the radiation from the Bomb dropped so long ago in Hiroshima, this Strain of Leprosy was mutated. The new disease caused the patient's brain to produce some sort of chemical inbalance that made the infected lose the ability of reason while also making him primitive in nature and cannibalistic without reason. When a Doctor went into restrain the patient, so he would no longer hurt himself, The Patient lashed out and attacked the doctor and bit him. No more than an hour later after getting bitten the Doctor began to experience the same symptoms. Fever, sores, elevated heart rate. The doctor took a vial of his blood and mailed it to a Doctor in the United States before he had lost all his ability to think on his own, in hopes that the American doctor would be able to figure out a cure for the Epidemic that was now plaguing Japan. The now infected doctor lived for two more hours before the fever took him. But he didn't stay dead long. He rose immediately after, going onto infect others. Three hours after the vial was shipped, Nakamura Hospital was over taken by the plague as the virus spread, infecting the inhabitants of the hospital. These infected escaped quarantine into the streets of Japan, running rampant and spreading the disease by biting and scratching. People ran in fear calling them Zombies.
However the American Doctor was no better than the Japanese one, and the mutated disease had begun to spread all over the United States. Japan had been completely overtaken by the virus with maybe a few survivors. It already worked it's way through China reaching towards Russia and traveling down towards India. This now became a battle for the survival of the human species. As the Plague spreads less and less people survived. The only form of survival was running, always on the move. Many people tried to stay in one place and fortify it, but that never lasted that long. Food became scarce but thankfully gasoline is plentiful for now so it makes scavenging food a bit easier. But now the infected are not the only threat. Bandits stage false rescue calls in hopes to steal food from the survivors. This makes all calls the Convoy receives over CB Radio and Radio transmissions a bit sketchy.
Alex, a young girl from New York has been leading a convoy for about 5 years now, from what seemed like a fleet had now been picked off one by one to a group of four vehicles. Nightly radio broadcasts are sent out by her convoy in hopes that she could find more survivors and help as many people as possible. Other convoys had been set up around the country, one in each major region of the United States with safe houses, always one the run. These safe places, little communities, is where hope stays alive. The hope to find a Viral Free place where they could once again live in peace.
However the American Doctor was no better than the Japanese one, and the mutated disease had begun to spread all over the United States. Japan had been completely overtaken by the virus with maybe a few survivors. It already worked it's way through China reaching towards Russia and traveling down towards India. This now became a battle for the survival of the human species. As the Plague spreads less and less people survived. The only form of survival was running, always on the move. Many people tried to stay in one place and fortify it, but that never lasted that long. Food became scarce but thankfully gasoline is plentiful for now so it makes scavenging food a bit easier. But now the infected are not the only threat. Bandits stage false rescue calls in hopes to steal food from the survivors. This makes all calls the Convoy receives over CB Radio and Radio transmissions a bit sketchy.
Alex, a young girl from New York has been leading a convoy for about 5 years now, from what seemed like a fleet had now been picked off one by one to a group of four vehicles. Nightly radio broadcasts are sent out by her convoy in hopes that she could find more survivors and help as many people as possible. Other convoys had been set up around the country, one in each major region of the United States with safe houses, always one the run. These safe places, little communities, is where hope stays alive. The hope to find a Viral Free place where they could once again live in peace.
