User blog:1dra7/Undead - Prologue: Flights Inbound

“Are you done yet?” a strong, white man spoke to the gentleman in front of him, who was grabbing his baggage from the conveyor line.

“Excuse you?” a skinnier white man spoke to him from beneath. He looked up to see a small scar and an angered grin on the man’s face. “—Sorry for bothering you, oops,” he said, and left off with his luggage in hand.

The strong man approached the line and grabbed a small white backpack and left off behind the skinnier gentleman.

'' Is that freak going to follow me literally everywhere? '' the skinnier man thought. A small nametag fell from his baggage, and the strongman grabbed it from the ground.

“Dakota. What kind of sissy name is that?” he approached the skinny boy in khaki jeans and tapped him on the shoulder.

'' Please don’t rape me. ''

“You dropped this,” the enforcer spoke.

“Oh…thanks,” Dakota said, taking the tag and stuffing it in his pocket.

“Jay! Jay!” shouted someone from behind the tall enforcer. He turned back and met a shorter boy in a leather jacket and a buzz cut.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Johnny! You finally finished peeing. ‘You ready to go?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“I am Johnathan, not Johnny!” he exclaimed back.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">Jay rolled his eyes and grabbed his backpack and left off with Johnny following close behind him.

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">Alongside them followed a nerdy looking child in hipster glasses and a button up shirt. On his right was a nametag that read ‘Dylan’. He approached them whilst toting a large duffle bag on his side. He stepped up behind Jay and poked him as he entered the airplane ahead of them.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“What?” Jay asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Hi friend!” Dylan exclaimed while waving.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Are you like, twelve?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“I’m thirteen! My parents are on the other flight so I’m doing this one all by myself!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Oh…that’s nice.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">To Jay’s lovely surprise, the small and annoying child had a ticket for the seat exactly adjacent to him. Dakota, who sat in the back, realized he had a first class ticket and moved upward ahead of the two.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Jay! Is this your spot?” Johnny asked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Next to this brat, yeah.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Aw darn! I wanted to sit there.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“You snooze you lose, pal!” Dylan said in his squeaky voice.

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Step aside!” shouted a woman boasting pom-poms on board. Johnny looked at her like she was stupid. She marched in wearing high heels and a short blue cheerleading outfit. She sat down adjacent to Johnny behind Jay and Dylan.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“What are you looking at, huh?” she asked Johnny.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Wha-wha-what’s your name…pretty lady?” he awkwardly said.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Myra,” she stated, fluffing her ever so gorgeous hair. She turned to him and scoffed, and then tilted her head to stare out of the window.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“You’re a pretty cheerleader,” Johnny commented.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Excuse you? I’m a pharmaceuticals sales representative on my way to a convention. I’m only in this to support the company. What are you, you homeless loser looking…I don’t know what you are?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“I live with my mom.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Hey, you, big guy in the jacket,” Myra stated, looking up to Jay. He turned to her. “Switch seats with me.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">Jay jumped from his seat and swapped with Myra. She then sat down next to the brat, who did nothing but stare at her boobs.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“You’re a pretty cheerleader,” Dylan stated.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“Oh my GOD!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">A business man, or so he seems, stepped on board at the last moment before the plane could take off. He took a seat near the emergency exit. His neighbor seating partner asked him his name, and he replied “Donny. I’m the CEO of Charbroiled Barbecue industries.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">He continued to explain himself to the seating partner until he finally had enough and left the seat. Donny sat there with his arms folded, staring at the television positioned directly above him.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“This is your pilot speaking. We are flight 675-A heading for Fortunado Island. Our lovely stewardess, Julie here, will explain to you everything you need to know in case of an emergency. We will be leaving promptly at 7:45 and will arrive within the next five hours.”

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">On a small atoll near the island of Fortunado, a small research laboratory hides in the jungle brush. Several scientists remain underground, researching the cure for a mysterious brain parasite that has found its way onto the island. A research patient lied on the bed in front of the dark headed doctor.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“This seems to be some advanced form of Ophiocordyceps Unilateralis; the parasite seems to be larger and has somehow managed to infest the subject’s temporal lobe. Though the subject has died there still seems to be activity from within the left hemisphere of the brain.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">The heart rate monitor, still hooked up to the patient, suddenly beeps as if there were a pulse. The subject on the table opened its eyes and stared at the doctor. The doctor gasped and backed up as the subject sat up and shrieked.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">The doctor pressed down quickly on a button on the wall, and all doors inside of the laboratory suddenly unlocked and the sprinkler system shot out jets of ice cold water.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">The doctor ran out of the room with the subject following him. The iris had turned completely black, and the skin remained a pale white color.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">He tripped, and the subject grabbed onto the doctor. It bit into his leg and tore out a chunk of muscle from within. The doctor quickly passed out from the pain.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">As other doctors and scientists rushed in to see what was going on, the infected subject stood and tackled yet another doctor. As a female surgeon rushed over to help, the first doctor opened his eyes and bit into her leg.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">As the front door of the laboratory unlocked, one single infected morsel of a human stepped out and growled at the howling winds. Within an hour, everyone inside of the barrack was infected with the parasite.

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%">“I hope everyone is ready for a fun vacation! We will be landing shortly on Fortunado beach. Thank you for flying with us; your company means everything to the United Airlines.”