[ FF ] `` I 'll tell you something the world does n't know ''

There was blind panic. The mutation had been identified only two days ago. It was most likely in effect way earlier but it took time for people to realise what it was. Hundreds at first, but now thousands upon thousands dropping dead each day. 
 
 `` Cancer is now officially an airborne virus, sir. Anyone who comes into contact with a person afflicted with any kind of variation of the illness will be instantly infected.'' 
 
 `` Well!? What's the radius? More information, damnit!'' 
 
 `` Calm down, Harry.'' said the president. 
 
 `` CALM DOWN? DO YOU REALISE WHAT IS HAPPENING!?'' boomed the Chief of Police, without a nuance of interest in who he was speaking to. 
 
 `` Thank you, that will be all.'' 
 
 The president motioned for everyone to leave the room, except Harry. He calmly walked around from his side of the table, around towards where Harry was standing, with a cool air about him, as if he had total control over the situation. 
 
 `` Look sir, I was out of line but you've got to do som-'' 
 
 `` Harry'' The president interrupted. 
 
 `` I'll tell you something the world does n't know. We have the cure'' 
 
 `` WHAT!? My wife and my infant child are both in care this very second, dieing. Knowing that each breath they breathe, they're moving closer and closer to death. Now you're standing here telling me you have the cure? Why has n't it been released? What is going on?'' 
 
 The president did n't flinch. His body language had n't changed since his journey from the other side of the table, and his persona still oozed a nonchalant vibe. 
 
 `` We're under orders. The world, and everyone in it. We're done Harry. Humans, we're done. We've failed as a species and it's over. We had a good run, but it's for the best''. 
 
 `` Have you gone completely mad? GIVE ME THE CURE, I'LL DO IT.'' 
 
 `` Do n't be silly Harry, you know I ca n't do that'' 
 
 Harry lashed out, attempting to strike the president with his clenched fist. He did n't connect. The president without breaking his cool character, sidestepping and re-adjusting, sent out his leg with huge force, turning to position his body for the impact. Harry was sent flying, back over the table in an unorganised heap on the cold unforgiving floor. Again the president took a slow stride around to Harry's side of the table and hunched over his exhausted, ragdoll like position. 
 
 `` I'll tell you something the world does n't know.'' 
 
 There was a pause as the president re-adjusted his tie, and wiped the sweat away from his brow with his unfolded hankerchief. 
 
 `` No-one makes it out alive today. No-one except me. You could have come with me Harry, we could have rebuilt the world.'' 
 
 `` You're a sick, sick man'' Harry forced the words from his tired, bleeding mouth. 
 
 `` Goodbye, Harry.'' 
 
 *BANG* 
 
 A shot in the dark. Harry was dead, and soon, the human race would follow.
