[ WP ] A terrifying organism composed of pure fear and horror has escaped from the facility where you go to work as a scientist . The rest of the staff are dead . If it gets out , it will cause mass destruction to the population . You are humankind only hope .

`` Jerry, you there buddy?'' The darkness around me remained silent. The lights were out, due to his escape. I told them that it would n't go well... 
 
 how did they think that he would react, to the needles and lights, and the people, and the pain. 
 
 `` Jerry!'' A metallic bump in the room made me spin around. I could n't see anything, but I could feel movement. I could -SHHHIT. 
 
 After I slipped, my glasses fell and slid somewhere. I groped around the floor, feeling a sticky substance covering my hands, I could n't see anything. I knew damn well I was rolling around in blood, the iron like smell, the stickyness turning hard into clumps. I think I found my glasses, I could feel the frames, they were a bit bent. 
 
 I put them on, not out of necessity, it was still pitch black. A tapping sound was heard, at first above me, then to my left, next to my right. 
 
 I heard the pneumatic doors open and close, something must have been stuck in them. I walked over to them, listening to the whooshing sound, hearing my own footsteps as I walked over. The emergency lights were also out, not a surprising fact, given how he escaped. The backup generator would be pointless. I get to the door, and see a arm, based on the manicure with blue nails, I think it was Sarah's, I ca n't be sure since it has been detached from the rest of the body. 
 
 I kicked it out if the way, the door shut. I then realized my sneakers would n't have made a sound, the whole reason I wore them... who did I hear? I spun around and strained my eyes to see, I could n't see anything, but I could feel it, the dulling of the nerves, the slowing of my heartbeat; my hands felt heavier, as if frozen solid. He was there, right in front of me, starring me in the face. 
 
 `` Jerry, not funny'' Suddenly the symptoms disappeared. 
 
 `` Do you want to go home?'' My heat rate sped up. So yes. 
 
 `` Ok, but can you turn the lights back on? I might injure myself like this.'' The lights flickered on. 
 
 The scene in front of me could only be described as pure carnage. Blood covered the walls and the bodies were eviscerated, their organs outside their bodies. All of the wounds inflicted by another one, or by themself. 
 
 The OR was a horrible idea, Jerry hated bright lights, people, and the cold. The gallery above me was filled with corpses, one guy standing above them all. I looked him in the eyes, but the human was n't there anymore. The man I once knew, was a shell at this point. He took the pen he held in his hand, all covered in blood, and stuck it in his eye and kept pushing it further, and further, until he dropped. 
 
 `` Jerry, hold my hand, we are going'home''' although he was nearly invisible, I could feel the pressure of his grasp. I stepped over Dr.Harrison, who's face was gone, but name tag remained. I opened the door and walked right through the hallway until I reached room 248. 
 
 I entered the room, leading Jerry in. I felt the release of my hand, as I heard the sound of his bed. I saw the book on his bed open. I saw the posters I gave him, the books I loaned him. The picture with him and me, although you could only see me and a shadow. 
 
 **Good night Mom** 
 
 `` Good night Jerry'' 
 
 The door closed, and I began produce Delta. 
 
 This was the third time this month. 
 
 
 

