I awoke disoriented, and cold. My eyes quickly adjusted to the near darkness. Looking around, I saw only the faint outlines of a door. No windows. I immediately thought of a cell. Sitting there wondering why I was in some sort of prison, I realized I didn’t even know who I was. It is the weirdest feeling, let me tell you. Losing your memory is not a good thing at all. I thought it was just a dream and I waited to wake up, but that never happened. For some reason, a part of me thought it was all a funny joke and I laughed in spite of my situation.
I was wearing a pair of jeans, but that’s all. I was shirtless. I saw some small holes in my arms, and various other cuts and bruises. I assumed the holes were where someone shot me with a needle. I guessed to either draw blood or put something inside of me. I glanced at the door and realized that there was a small hatch about eye-level that was now open, with a face in the hatch looking at me.
“Enjoying the view?” The face was female, mid 30’s redhead, cute.
“I heard you laugh and I was surprised. That was the last thing I thought I would hear from you.”
Hmm, wasn’t sure what to think of that one. “Oh really? Why’s that?”
She stared at me not answering for a few moments. “What’s your name?” She asked.
I frowned. “I had hoped you could tell me”. Actually I hadn’t even considered it, but now that she was asking I was bummed she didn’t know.
“You don’t know.” She nodded. “What do you know about yourself?”
I was about to answer her, when her head turned to the side. There was someone in the room with her whispering something. I concentrated a moment and caught the tail end of it. “…fucking nuts! We have no idea what this guy is. He could be infected. We should just put a bullet in his head and be done with it!”
Ouch. I took an instant dislike to that guy.
She tried to keep her voice to a whisper, but I could hear the desperation in her voice. “I understand your concern. But he may prove to be invaluable. We have to hang onto him at least until the doctor can have a look at him. He is obviously important or they wouldn’t have taken such an effort to cover his existence!”
The next thing popped into my head at that point was simple. I have to get out of here. Fast.
She turned her attention back to me and asked me again, “What’s your name?”
“I told you, I don’t…” My mind started to wander. Memories started rushing through my head. Whatever had caused the amnesia must have been wearing off because I started to remember. At first they were just flashes, and I couldn’t entirely understand them. Then they became lengthier, and I saw bits and pieces of the past. Then I realized why they thought I would be infected. Oh, they were afraid of me all right, and with good reason.
I walked closer to the door, and the girl backed away a bit. “Don’t come any closer!” she yelled, and I stopped.
“What’s wrong sister, are you afraid of me? Don’t worry I’m not infected. Not at all.” She closed the hatch and I heard her run away.
Now I had bigger problems. Now I remembered. Who was I? My name is Brandon Fuller and I’m a scientist. I invented a new form of bacteria that would essentially rid the body of impurities. It was pretty much a cure for the common cold. There was only one problem. It didn’t work on everyone. This didn’t surprise me, because everyone is different. But what I didn’t expect was for it to remap the entire human genome and create…monsters. I could only describe it as such. Luckily it was contained before it became an epidemic. We called it Serum 0. There just wasn’t a name we could put on it. But it didn’t stop there. Oh no.
Eventually the news of this new type of bio-weapon was leaked out into the open. No one was supposed to know about it. Unfortunately, as everything “secret” goes, it leaked out. A group of Bio-terrorists managed to steal some of the sample and convert it into a weapon. Needless to say, it’s been pretty hectic since then.
My life got real complicated.