Grace wakes up

It took a moment for Grace to realize she was conscious again. The darkness of the room eased Grace’s transition back to the world, making her hazy as she struggled up.

Grace found herself in a dark, concrete room, the only light emanating from a crack under the door. The room was windowless with only one way out. A few boxes were stacked against the walls, but otherwise the room was empty.

Grace tried the door; it was locked. Grace thought about shoving against the door, or screaming out, but she settled for sitting against the wall, aimlessly staring into space.

Grace couldn’t tell how much time had passed, but she suddenly heard a crackle. Then a staticky voice echoed through the enclosed room.

“Can you understand me girl? Wave your arms if you can.”

The voice belonged to a man. It was rough and harsh, barking out a command at Grace. The voice originated from a speaker mounted in the ceiling, and Grace now noticed a camera mounted nearby as well. Grace could in fact understand the voice, so, unsure of what else to do, Grace waved her arms hoping that the person could see her.

Nothing happened for a while, when then suddenly Grace heard a sharp screech of metal from the other side of the door. There was a thud as something shifted, then the voice sounded again.

“ We’ve unlocked the door, you are to proceed through the door to the containment room across the hallway. Any other action and we will execute you. If you remain in the room, the door will be resealed and you will be sealed in there for the foreseeable future.”

“What the hell.” Grace thought to herself, before following the voice’s instructions.

The door was unlocked, allowing Grace to shove it open with relative ease. The metal creaked as it moved, opening up into a corridor. Industrial lighting bathed the white walls and floor with a pale yellow glow. The corridor had been sealed in both directions by think sheets of metal, allowing Grace to move only into another room slightly down the corridor. Grace walked down to the room and pulled open the door.

Entering the room, Grace found herself in another room identical to the hallway outside. There was nothing in the room despite its large size, save for a clouded window the ran across a side of the room.

Grace approached the window and put on of her hands on it. She couldn’t see through the window, but she could see her bare outline in it. For the first time it dawned on grace that she was completely nude. This fact didn’t exactly bother her, but it made her uneasy.

Then, Grace hear another buzz.

“Hello there sweetheart, can you hear me?”

This voice was different from the first. It belonged to a woman, but moreover it was sweet and calming, a very different tone from the first voice.

It took Grace a moment to process what was said, but eventually she croaked out “Yes”.

“That’s wonderful, it’s so nice to meet you, my name’s Dr. Olivia Harvey, but you can just call me Olivia. Could you possibly tell me your name if you remember it?”

Grace thought about it. What was her name? It hadn’t mattered before, and now Grace found she couldn’t think of it. Grace ended up just shaking her head, unable to find the answer to the question.

“You can’t? Well that’s too bad, I think you probably had a beautiful name. I’m sorry about the rough treatment you received so far, but we had to take precautions. As you might be able you tell you aren’t really yourself at the moment. I don’t know how much you can understand, but try to pay attention to what I’m about to say, ok? You’ve been infected with a human made virus that takes control of its hosts brain and causes that to have an uncontrollable sex drive. This is how the virus spreads and likely the manner in which you were infected. The virus appeared two months ago, and since then has gone global. Most of the world governments have fragmented and only pockets of them remain. I was tasked by the Government of the United States to try and create a cure for the virus. We are currently in an isolated survival bunker designed in case of a worldwide emergency such as this one. I was brought here along with Dr Carly Patel by US Army Sargent Mark Li. Our only goal is the creation of this cure, but unfortunately we’ve had basically no progress so far, until we found you. You’re an enigma based on what we thought we understood about the virus. You are displaying abnormal behavior and cognitive abilities for someone who is infected, meaning you hold new information about the virus that may lead to a cure. Studying you may lead to the first breakthrough in the production of a cure, however I can only do that if I know you’re not going to turn me into a zombie. Can you promise me sweetheart that you’re not going to have sex with me?”

Grace thought about what the voice was asking of her. Not have sex with her? Grace thought she could do that. After all she had been avoiding having sex since she had woken back up. But then again the dark voice in her head was purring about had it would feel to make the doctor’s sweet voice moan with pleasure. Grace pushed the voice down. Defiantly Grace spoke,

“Y..yy..yy…es”