Chapter 3: A Special Occasion : Part 24Mature

Mackenzie fell backward against the tree. “Oh no.” he said, sighing. “You’re infected.”
“You don’t understand.”
“No, you’re right. I don’t. I’m not infected.”
“No, it’s not that simple. I’ve been infected since the beginning.”
Mackenzie looked at her inquisitively. “That’s not possible, you’d have become a host by now.”
“That’s what I’m trying to tell you. Me and the people I am with have been infected since the beginning and we haven’t changed.”
“Why are you wearing those masks then?” He asked, “If you’re infected, you have no reason to fear the fungus.”
“We’re still afraid of the fungus, it could make things worse if we keep breathing it. But the planes dropping gas bombs are what we’re really afraid of. When we die, that’s when the change occurs.”
Mackenzie remembered the pellets that had fallen on him in the washout a day earlier. “I’ve seen these gas bombs, they’re nerve agents. I was affected by some of it the other day but I had help.”
“When we die, the fungus continues to grow, but so long as we’re alive it can’t continue.” She said, “But everyone still wants to kill us as though we were already changed.”
“That’s because most people lose their minds only a day or so after being infected”
“Well we’re not like that.”
“You’re probably still contagious though.”
“Only if the spines break.”
“That’s reason enough to want to kill you for most people.”
“Are you most people?”
“Obviously not.”
“What will you do?”

The End

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