In an abandoned building across from Hospital Street, dozens of people were gathered.
None of them were wearing protective suits or masks.
Because they were all Infected with the Blood Plague.
Red spots were visible on each person's neck and shoulders.
Their eyes were all filled with a mix of anger, despair, and ferocity.
A man with a buzz cut stood before them, a savage look on his face as he spoke. "Everyone knows! Some people have antibodies, and their serum can save the lives of the Infected! But those pigs from the Administration didn't tell any of us! Why should we have to wait to die just because we're infected, while they get to use the serum?"
"I have one question for you all!" the man shouted. "In that hospital right across the street, the pigs just brought in a woman. She's probably one of the ones with antibodies. There are only a few guards at the entrance, and there are dozens of us. Do you dare to follow me and storm the damn place?"
