Quarantine // Elijah Townley

"Demory!" He shouted as he caught her before she could hit the ground......she was sick...he could tell.....this disease was affecting her....and it would be affecting him any minute now.......any minute now...... why wasn't he getting sick!? He didn't feel any different...he still felt fine....he didn't know what to do.....There was only one thing he could do. He layed the poor girl down gently on the floor, and began looking through the files. "Doctor....Doctor...." He muttered silently to himself.

Falling into him, she felt her hearts beat faster with every second she fought to be awake. She took a few deep breaths before pushing off of him slowly and gently to try and keep herself up. Looking around, she kept herself against the wall as she then felt her hands shake from the sickness. She was getting cold sweats. "We have... we have to cleanse the building..."

He kept looking through the files, trying to find the number of this Doctor... He looked back at her, and noticed she was standing, muttering something about cleansing the building. "Cleanse? What do you mean Cleanse?"

She hated this idea, but it was all they could really do to make sure that things were under control. "We need to either… eliminate the infected victims, or find something poisonous to the alien and kill it off. And quickly," she added. She took a deep breath. She had a bad feeling she was going to be one of the people who would have to be killed off. It hurt her thinking about it. At least I'll regenerate…