Quarantine

The plastic out, I saw again the men in hazmat suit, three exactly. Around beyond the door, I could see a white corridor in fabric, like a tent. It felt like those apocalyptic movies, it was surreal. Even with the suit, entirely covering their body, the three persons looked stressed. One of them had a submachine gun, which didn't reassure me, while the other two opened the lock on the door.

Suki joined me and Pinku was looking at them from behind the counter.

"Shit, they don't seem to be coming to bring some good fucking news." Suki commented.

"Watch Pinku, if she jumps on them, it could get bad." I told her.

"You're fucking right."

Suki went to block the crazy slut while the door opened and one of the men told us in a muffled voice.

"Follow us, calmly."

Suki and I looked at each others, trying to perceive on the other's face any sign if we obey or not.

"Is cock there ?" Pinku asked innocently.

A silence followed before the first guy talking said. "Yes, sure, a lot of it."

"What the fuck is going on here ?" Suki finally asked.

"We don't know exactly, but if we could examine you, we could get a better grasp of what's going on."

"Ok, then." I said, walking calmly toward them.

"Are there only the three of you ?"

"Yeah." Suki answered immediately.

She seemed more paranoid than me, but I thought it wasn't a bad thing, so I didn't say anything. We followed the three men while two others crossed our path in the corridor to the store. I hoped Moe-Li would not get hurt, it was a gamble to hide her from them.

We were led to a tent lab with only people in hazmat suit, and separated. I found myself in a "room" with two persons guarding the door with submachine gun and one examining me.

"Sit on the table, please." The doctor in hazmat suit asked.

With the voice, I could only tell that it was a woman. I obeyed and sat on the stretcher while she brought a tray on wheels with various medical... things. She then took a notepad and turned to me.

"Name ?" She asked.

"Mike... Smith." I told her.

"Real name, please."

"It is my real name !"

She sighed and wrote down my name.

"Address ?"

"Juniper street, fourteen, apartment twelve."

Still writing, she continued the interrogation, asking my age, birthdate, job, and so on.

"Can I, at least, know what is that thing ?"

The woman put down the notepad and took a device from the tray.

"I can't tell you de details, but it's a completely new infection, it's not biological, but more like a computer virus that affect reality in various ways."

I frowned at the explanation, it was ridiculous. "That doesn't mean anything !"

"I know how it sounds, but the science behind it is beyond both of us, and some parts are subjects of national security."

She was passing the device all over me and it was making creepy crackling sounds.

I swore, I heard a "Unbelievable..." coming from her.

"What is it ?" I asked.

"Did you came into contact with the other infected ?"

"Yes, I was stuck in a store with them, how do you expect me to avoid them ?"

"Did you do anything particular ? Did you feel any change or anything ?"

"Not that I know of, why ?"

"Think carefully. It's important. You've been infected, and are contagious, but I don't see any change to the integrity of your... body."

I remembered how Moe-Li symptoms were attenuated when I made her remember the past, her real life.

"I made the symptoms of the change regress to someone by stating things of her life." I explained.

"Who was it ?"

At that moment I realized my mishap. I needed to find something to get her off the hook.