Quarantine - The Infection [IC | OPEN]
Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2018 8:30 pm
January 31st, 1945. Day Zero.
As the Allies were beginning to converge upon the German capital of Berlin, the Nazi Regime had one last weapon - a last-ditch effort in an attempt to save themselves. The Allies had come to discover that the Nazis were trying to play God with some of their experimentation camps, but at least one of their experiments bore fruit: the “Berlin Flu” - as some would call it. It has many names across the globe, but the Berlin Flu is one of the more popular ones.
The bioweapon worked too well. It wasn't exactly weaponized influenza, but in point of fact, it was much worse than anything humanity had been in contact with in a very long time. The infection started with necrotic and fungal growths that would begin appearing over injuries; these fungal growths would often look full of black fluid or something similar, and if they popped, would release spores through which the “Flu” could travel.
As time went on, the Infected individual would begin suffering what seemed to be dementia and disorientation. Eventually, the Infected individual would lose most higher thinking processes - becoming almost animalistic and cruel towards ones they once loved, or even towards life in general. However, they always did it with intent to spread the Flu - nothing more, nothing less. And while most processes were lost, the Infected could still use weapons that they had knowledge of - or could improvise weapons. Most dangerously, they could operate vehicles.
It is because of this that the Berlin Flu quickly spread out of control as the Infected butchered all in their path, and any who fell to them could potentially be reanimated. Those captured would assuredly become one of the Infected. It spread like wildfire over Europe, a second blitzkrieg. Some who thought they weren't infected began to carry it overseas into Britain.
The European Quarantine was funded and began by December of 1945, but the damage was done. Europe suffered from the Infected's spread of the Berlin Flu. Quarantine zones were set up by the military throughout Europe as the Infected were fought, but there was no winning this war. Infected corpses simply allowed the fungal growths to propagate into the land around them, and animals could carry it as well.
Fortunately, the spread of this dangerous infection was stopped in Europe. But the world watches with bated breath, for if the Berlin Flu escapes the Quarantine, it would surely mean the end of human civilization as it is known.
Today is January 31st, 1950. The Berlin Flu is still rampant in Europe as the Infected who aren't reanimated corpses still live and try to spread, and the Quarantine has only helped in containing the infection or protecting the uninfected. While the nuclear option had been considered, it was deemed too costly in both human lives and resettlement possibilities to commit to.
Society in Europe has essentially fallen. The Quarantine remains.
London Quarantine Zone
London, England
The United Kingdom
London, England
The United Kingdom
Jonathan Michaels-Schmidt was the Director of Medical Research for the British QJTF. That meant he coordinated with the other Medical Research Directors and was in charge of oversight for all studies into the Berlin Flu. It also meant he oversaw the facility that was just outside of the London Quarantine Zone but technically apart of its borders, wherein Infected were experimented upon and corpses were studied to try and discover weaknesses that the Infected might have. He was always quite careful with how he conducted his research.
“Nurse?” Jonathan called out, and his attending nurse - Greta, he recalled - came to him. She wheeled him around, whether he was in the LQZ proper or in this facility. He also had two soldiers as guards - Staff Sergeant Smith and Private Jones, they were called. “I need you to get me out of here. I'm headed home for the night; I'll likely review some of the notes and experiment tapes tomorrow.”
“Yes, Director.” Greta responded, politely, as she began wheeling him out of his office. Smith and Jones noticed, and began to follow them both. “Director Michaels-Schmidt is going home for the evening, Staff Sergeant.”
“Understood, sir. Private Jones, head on up and reserve us a vehicle, would you?” Jones gave a quiet 'yessir' as he went off. Smith nodded to himself as he held his gun at rest. “Director, sir, any updates?”
“None that I can share at the moment, Staff Sergeant. But I believe one of our teams is close to a breakthrough, studying infected corpses.” Jonathan replied, easily. “Of course, I need to report my findings and the actual facts to High Command before I say anything officially beyond that. You understand, don't you, Staff Sergeant?”
“Of course, sir.” Smith nodded immediately. “I understand completely.”
Jonathan nodded himself, even as he was escorted out into a car and driven home.
He sighed, hoping that he was right and a cure was on the horizon. But, for some reason, he had doubts...