[ wp ] everyone who had taken the vaccine died or went insane . You survived but when you looked in mirror something was different..

`` What the hell,'' began Rachel as she rushed to the bathroom mirror, leaning forward and pushing the bangs out of her face. Right in the middle of her forehead was a giant red mark that read'OK' with a circle around it. It looked exactly like a stamp one might receive after paying the entry fee at a concert, or a club, except that it was about 3 inches long and right in the middle of her forehead. 
 
 `` What the fuck is this?'' she exclaimed as she licked her fingers and began rubbing at the strange mark. 
 
 She'd been locked in her bedroom for three weeks now, ever since the world began to fall. She'd stocked up on peanut butter, ramen and chocolate and had been reading nonstop since the news broke that the new'anti-fat' vaccine was slowly exterminating the human population. 
 
 When the vaccine hit the market three months ago, it was all the rage, people could n't get it fast enough. Celebrities, political leaders, health care professionals were ranting and raving about how this new vaccine eliminated all excess body fat and prevented the growth of new fat. It was like liposuction in a pill and, for whatever reason, the manufacturer was giving them out for free, shipping hundreds of thousands of pills out a day to every corner of the world. After about a month of this new `` health revolution'', the truth came out; the pill drove anyone who took it insane. 
 
 While the Internet still worked, she was able to piece together what happened to the people who took the vaccine. Their minds began to deteriorate, regressing to an infancy-like state. It was n't actually the vaccine that killed them, people just stopped eating altogether. 
 
 After a few terrible weeks, it became clear that Rachel, unlike her family and friends, was immune to the effects of the vaccine. While her roommate and dear friend Rob was still lucid, he handed Rachel the keys to his family's cottage in the Pocono mountains after which she stockpiled her Honda with all the food and water she could carry and went into hiding. 
 
 Rachel wet a washcloth and began scrubbing fiercely at her forehead, but the mark remained on her forehead. 

