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Blood. Blood everywhere.

The whole thing had escalated quickly. Together in such close proximity, if one had contracted the virus, naturally he was not alone. And that first bloody cough… was just the beginning of pandemonium.
The medical team that they had talked of? Completely worthless. Half of them had already been infected, without even knowing it. And as we needed them the most, they fell like flies.
Along with everyone else.
They had tried to isolate all the immediately sick people in separate rooms… but quickly enough it became clear, there wasn’t enough of them.
The remaining medical team tried putting on hazmat suits, but at this stage, that was too late.
With all the blood everywhere, everyone caught it.
Everyone.
But me.
The first person to be coughed at.
I remained healthy.
As everyone died around me.
Trying to help as best as I could.
Not being able to make any difference at all.
I don’t think I ever could imagine being so angry over not dying.

A week passed.
A new medical team came.
Found me still alive.
Which shocked them….
Ran some blood tests…

-   Ehm… there is something I have to tell you…

    -       Yes?

    -       Your blood show antibodies against the virus…

    -       …

    -       It seems you caught the virus, but didn’t move past the “cold state” … and now you seem to be getting better and…

    -       What are you trying to tell me?

    -       You’re immune.

How are you supposed to react to something like that?

Why thank you for the HIGHLY UNEXPECTED NEWS SIR! Who would have known! SURELY, I was only sprayed with infested blood in my EYES and MOUTH! Who would get sick from that? I had absolutely NO SUSPICIONS WHAT SO EVER that I might be immune! None AT ALL!

Yes, I was fuming. Although I couldn’t necessarily pinpoint who at.
Maybe most of all I was angry at the fact that I was expected to be happy…
Happy? Happy? Happy about what? Everyone died!
Then I was angry that I couldn’t make myself grief.
I had worked on reuniting this little girl with her family for weeks.
Now both she and said family were dead. Along with at least 50 more people.
Grieving seemed the natural thing to do.
And I couldn’t.
I just felt… numb…
Well…
I had lots of feelings…
Just not the right one…

I was angry, that I couldn’t feel sad, and they told me to be happy, which made me even angrier.

Don’t misunderstand… I was relieved that such a thing as immunity existed.
And they told me that now that they knew, they could use that knowledge to make a vaccine. That was great.
I just couldn’t really make myself jump for joy, after this bloodbath.

So, I had given them half a litre of my blood for their tests, and they had “let me go”.

What was I supposed to do now?
There wasn’t anything I could do.
I hoped that vaccine would be finished soon.
Before the entire population was decimated.

Description

(first part )
(previous part )

Blood. Blood everywhere.

The whole thing had escalated quickly. Together in such close proximity, if one had contracted the virus, naturally he was not alone. And that first bloody cough… was just the beginning of pandemonium.
The medical team that they had talked of? Completely worthless. Half of them had already been infected, without even knowing it. And as we needed them the most, they fell like flies.
Along with everyone else.
They had tried to isolate all the immediately sick people in separate rooms… but quickly enough it became clear, there wasn’t enough of them.
The remaining medical team tried putting on hazmat suits, but at this stage, that was too late.
With all the blood everywhere, everyone caught it.
Everyone.
But me.
The first person to be coughed at.
I remained healthy.
As everyone died around me.
Trying to help as best as I could.
Not being able to make any difference at all.
I don’t think I ever could imagine being so angry over not dying.

A week passed.
A new medical team came.
Found me still alive.
Which shocked them….
Ran some blood tests…

-   Ehm… there is something I have to tell you…

    -       Yes?

    -       Your blood show antibodies against the virus…

    -       …

    -       It seems you caught the virus, but didn’t move past the “cold state” … and now you seem to be getting better and…

    -       What are you trying to tell me?

    -       You’re immune.

How are you supposed to react to something like that?

Why thank you for the HIGHLY UNEXPECTED NEWS SIR! Who would have known! SURELY, I was only sprayed with infested blood in my EYES and MOUTH! Who would get sick from that? I had absolutely NO SUSPICIONS WHAT SO EVER that I might be immune! None AT ALL!

Yes, I was fuming. Although I couldn’t necessarily pinpoint who at.
Maybe most of all I was angry at the fact that I was expected to be happy…
Happy? Happy? Happy about what? Everyone died!
Then I was angry that I couldn’t make myself grief.
I had worked on reuniting this little girl with her family for weeks.
Now both she and said family were dead. Along with at least 50 more people.
Grieving seemed the natural thing to do.
And I couldn’t.
I just felt… numb…
Well…
I had lots of feelings…
Just not the right one…

I was angry, that I couldn’t feel sad, and they told me to be happy, which made me even angrier.

Don’t misunderstand… I was relieved that such a thing as immunity existed.
And they told me that now that they knew, they could use that knowledge to make a vaccine. That was great.
I just couldn’t really make myself jump for joy, after this bloodbath.

So, I had given them half a litre of my blood for their tests, and they had “let me go”.

What was I supposed to do now?
There wasn’t anything I could do.
I hoped that vaccine would be finished soon.
Before the entire population was decimated.