Ryan's+A-Z+Horror

Code Blue

**ACCESS DENIED. BLEU7-II FILE TERMINATED.** Chris swore loud enough to wake the dead. “Dang it, those little  b— ”  “Enough, Chris,” said Tina, sensing another string of curses.  Frantic banging on the laboratory doors interrupted their little spat. Garbled speech drowned the knocking in a horrid stream of sound.  “Hey Zeke, we've got company!” shouted Tina to the man operating the PPS that was keeping the computer on.  “I know Sis, I know,” replied Zeke as he passed out ZX-48's.   Jumping out of the door was a slobbering, hardly discernible, beast of a lab scientist. Keeping their guns facing the attacker, the trio fired their weapons, used their guns' transparency frequency alteration function, and used the kickback of the blast to phase through the walls of the laboratory. Little did they know what awaited them behind the second wall, the three solidified and crashed onto the floor, laughing about their risky escape.  “Man, that was one heck of a—” Zeke was interrupted by his processing of where they were. “Not good. Our blast sent us to the containment room.”  “ PRAMARSTERDEEZHURDGIRVRIRANANAAAAAAAYYY!” gargled the BLEU7 virus test subjects in unison as they scrambled to tackle the trio.  “Quick, nullify 'em!” Chris yelled as he saw that none of the three had enough kickback fuel to make another quick getaway. Remembering their training in the RS, they set their weapons to paralyzing rounds, ran for the door, and open-fired into the onslaught of— as you might say— zombies.  “Saving the world isn't worth this s# <span style="font-family: Times New Roman,serif;">—” Chris was savagely stabbed by a protruding, blueish humerus of the arm of a zombie. Tina and Zeke cried for Chris as they sprinted. Ultraviolet light flooded the room as they opened the door, blinding their attackers which gave them enough time to enter. <span style="font-family: Times New Roman,serif;"> Various machines stood before them. “Well, might as well see what they do,” proclaimed Zeke as he pressed the button that would stop the production of BLEU7 ooze. X-rank soldiers appeared on his communicator from the RS with good news hours later. <span style="font-family: Times New Roman,serif;"> “Yes, they have administered a quarantine on the afflicted cities and are coming to get us,” said Zeke as he sat down with Tina who was acting a bit strange. <span style="font-family: Times New Roman,serif;"> Zeke wept as he saw the blue wound on his sister's shoulder.