Before we start, let me clarify a few things. Anything with a * means it will be explained. It is something you need to read my full book to understand. Secondly, this is exclusive to here. You saw it here. And anything about the Diseased is Not to be Touched, and is CopyRighted. Here we go. -—-------–----------------- Humanity is like a fast car. You're speeding down the highway, doing 140 MPH, when you hit a bump, and slam into the divider. That's a metaphor, by the way. "Team Delta, Move to Clean Sweep the Entire Area." "Roger That, Colonel. Switching to Infrared and Night Vision." Jamie sat behind the Concrete Divider, in the dimly lit room, barely breathing, in hopes of the RAPTOR Squadron passing him. "Please God, Please..." He thought to himself. The footsteps drew slowly closer. He held the 38. Special Bodyguard Pistol, close to his chest, waiting in position. He knew it was hopeless. He knew it was a suicide mission. He exhaled slowly, in the pitch black, when his breath was stopped short, as he heard those Fatal words. "Contact!" RAPTOR 1 yelled, a Captain Jeremy Mackintosh. "Tranquilizers only!" RAPTOR 5 yelled. "We want him alive." "Over my dead body!" Jamie screamed, pulling something from his pack. "Don't tempt me, boy..." said one of the RAPTOR's. Jamie heard an instantly recognizable "Click" of a gun being Cocked. A shiver ran up his spine, then he brought the Sensory Grenade up, and underhand tossed it at the feet of the RAPTOR Squad. "What the..." RAPTOR 5 began, but was stopped by what was called, unsurprisingly, a "Sensory Overload". The Grenade worked in Four parts. It first Let out a small Concussive Blast, stunning the targets. Then it Targeted the Ears, Making a High Frequency, that was excruciatingly painful. Then came the fun part. What the boys in the Resistance called, "The Flash/Bang". For a Minute Straight, the Grenade Flashed on and off brightly, frying Night Vision, and giving the person who threw it, a fighting chance. At the end of the "Flash", came the "Bang". It then exploded like any other grenade. Jamie knew this. He was prepared with EarPlugs, and his gun. He heard the Concussion, then instinctively covered his ears, in anticipation of the Sound. Once it was over, he picked up his weapon, and began the killing. Five RAPTOR's, total. And Six rounds in the Gun. Perfect. Most of the Squad were on the ground, but some were up. Bam. One down. Two. Three... Wait no... Yeah. Three. Four. Jamie looked around. There was supposed to be five. His eyes widened when he realized. He was too late. He heard the blow before he felt it. What that metaphor means is, Humanity was speeding along, making great Progress, when it hit a bump, and went off the edge. In this case, the bump being the Virus. The Disease, if you will. --------------- Continuing.