It's hard to fathom just how fragile the natural order of things is. You kill a deer, a pack of wolves goes hungry, and then the rodents blossom out of control, then the bees all die, and humans are left without crops in that area. The analogy is probably wrong in some aspects but I don't give damn. We're all dying anyway. As you probably know, or not if you're younger, too young for this planet, the world went to shit because of some fucking crazy Adenovirus. Some random ass corporation did some surveying in Northern Ethiopia, apparently they found a massive cavern that had an abundance of riches, most people thought they found the ark of the covenant as well but it was quickly debunked as just the tomb of a real old king. And then the stupid fucks started digging deeper.
They found something else, like they always do. They struck oil, and they planted a big fuck off drill right on top of it. And while they were sitting pretty harvesting a new oil well, Ethiopia started getting more attention, and the price of oil went down a bit.
Then people started getting sick, first those who worked near the site, then their families, then the chain kept going. WHO deemed it a low risk pandemic at first, simply flu like symptoms, and no real fatalities. Then they started getting concerned when symptoms started exhibiting signs of rabies. People would just go mad, beat the shit out of someone, then just collapse, paralyzed. WHO started working on a cure, but things kept escalating. Within a month of that goddamn drill operation a good chunk of Africa was under UN occupation in an effort to slow the spread down, but it was already much too late. At that point there were cases in every corner of the planet. WHO started doing autopsies on the corpses and they got real spooked, DNA started getting fucked up, cancerous growths were notably present and they started showing some other fucked up changes in random sections of their genome.
The biggest worry was the fact that they weren't fucking dying like they should. They would tank, ten, twenty, sometimes up to fifty rounds to the chest from basic small arms. Even crawling after they were cut in fucking half. WHO tanked soon after they released their findings from the autopsies, stating that certain factors were a part of viral immunity but the world went dark before they could get that out in the open. After spending some time digging up my own answers it's got something to do with meningitis, or neurodevelopmental disorders, but obviously I have a very limited stock to test from, AKA none at fucking all.
All we know is that you can't get their fluids in you. Blood in the eyes? fucked. Mouth? if you swallow that shit you're fucked. Only saving grace is to wash your mouth out with alcohol. 90% of the time it's a death sentence when you do swallow it, or get it into your bloodstream or whatever the fuck, the other 10% you either become a crippled mess as the virus takes partial hold and fucks up your genome to make you a mutilated asymptomatic carrier, or you end up perfectly fine, only to be shot in the fucking face for fears of being infected. Only way to put those zombie bastards down in a reasonable amount of time is -you guessed it- repainting a wall with their brainpan.
I've been trying three goddamn months alone to make headway in this goddamn lab and it all comes crashing down because I gripped a test tube too fucking tightly. Shard of glass punctured my hazmat suit, and now I'm infected. I can already feel the growths sprouting from my fucking back. Hopefully that just means I'm asymptomatic. I'm gonna keep working on here, see if I can get anymore data. If you stumble upon this journal, chances are I brained myself on the corner of a desk by accident or I shot myself because I'm fully infected. Data's hopefully in the computer behind my desk on level 3 if there's still power.
Whatever god, spirit, afterlife you beleive in, I hope they're watching over you, Good Luck. Try to take Earth back.
And if you find whoever named it the fucking East Nile Virus, I want you to beat them to death for me. Thanks.-Doctor Laura Twickham's Journal, Day 128
BSL-4 Lab Supervisor, National Microbiology Laboratory
Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada.
It has been 137 days since the world became afflicted by a virus hiding in a sealed off cave for thousands of years. Dubbed the East Nile Virus, the malady is blood-borne and very, very, infectious. Resulting in a number of mutations and symptoms driving those infected into a murderous rage against those uninfected, and driving infectees to commit cannibalism to survive, in essence, the virus is responsible for a world wide zombie outbreak.. 98% of all encounters with the virus will result in infection, while 4% of those numbers remain asymptomatic to a degree. The remaining two are those wholly immune to the virus, immunity is, at this time, seemingly random though patterns indicate that those with some form of abnormal affliction to neural tissues are much more resistant to infection.
While those in the third world and in densely populated nations are largely without hope, those within the Americas and remote pockets of Europe fight on.
You are a member of one of those groups. As a number of people waiting for a light of hope to beam onto them, for a one way trip to California or Vancouver Island the Rochester Int'l Evac Zone in upstate New York gets more and more crowded, gunshots more and more frequent, and the joint forces of Canadian and American soldiers grow more and more concerned.
And brother, it's starting to snow.
