Behind the last plague

I've been stuck in a small room with no food for 3 days now......I don't know why. Father refuses to tell me and we can't turn the TV on, all the power is out. I'm not allowed to leave until I'm told to. I can hear subtle screams outside. Father ventures out to get some food sometimes. This is the longest he has been gone, I'm starting to get a little worried. Maybe the horrors he has warned me about got him. I'm starting to panic a little. How will I supply myself without him?

3 hours later

Dear Diary,

Someone is banging on the door, it cant be father he has a key. It sounds like someone my age. He keeps yelling to let him in. He says he is not........infected? What does he mean not infected? Is there a sickness going around? Is that why father tells me not to go outside? He yells louder and starts to cry. I let him in. He is very small with tan skin and dark curly hair. His round glasses are slightly cracked and bent. He says his name is Rubert. We both sit on the ground. It's oddly quiet. Rubert sends me small glares every once in a while. He should watch it before I kick him out. I could kick him out as fast as I let him in.

(out of diary entry)

"What are you looking at?" I said with a scoff

"What are you writing?" Rubert said gesturing to my book.

I didn't respond, it was none of his business.

"How long have you been in here?" He asked scooting closer to me

"It's none of your business," I said rolling my eyes

"I'm trying to figure out if YOUR infected for a matter of fact," He said with a sharp tone

"Infected with what?" I asked confused

"The disease the sickness, the reason why I wanted to come in here so badly duh," He said rolling his eyes

"what does it do.......?" I said curiously

"the sickness?" he said

"Yea....." I said quietly

"Ok," he said. There was a long pause before he said

"First when you get infected you are fine.No one knows how or why you get infected. It just looks like a simple cold. Then you get spots all over your body. This takes about a few hours to happen. They get itchy and eventually ooze blood. Then you start to foam at the mouth your eyes turn black so they look like pools of darkness."

He pauses for a second

"Your body starts to shake aggressively until you stop suddenly. By then someone has called an ambulance but it's too late. The lifeless body stands up. Its eyes rolling into the back of its head. It staggers over to you grabbing at you. It limps after you as you try to run away. But its to fast. It's best way to attack is from the back where you cant see it coming. It lashes out at you and............."

"Then what?!" I say intrigued

He gives a large gulp and looks down at the ground

"It lashes out at you a-and it bites you-blood gushes onto the floor, whoever you've attacked twitches slightly for a few seconds veins turning black and you die." He says sternly

"How do you know?" I said quietly

"Because I've watched it happen," He said quietly, he looked like he was about to cry

"D-Did you know them?" I said quietly, now he REALLY looked like he was going to cry.

"My mother got infected and killed every single person that was around her, even our dogs and even our horse," He said sternly looking at the ground again. "I had just got away when I found this place." He said after a long pause.

The door opened with a sharp creak. There stood my father. He looked like he was going to faint. Red spots covered his body a few oozing cherry red blood.

"You need to leave right now Hallie," He said completely ignoring Rubert who was shaking with fear. His had slightly twitched.

"We have to leave Hallie he's infected," Rubert said slowly to me as he grabbed my hand. I put my hands over my ears when my father started to yelp in pain as he collapsed to the floor foaming at the mouth and shaking at rapid speed. I could feel Rubert pick me up and start to run. I was thrashing and screaming still with my hands over my ears. I didn't want to leave him. He was all I had left. He's all I've ever had. Eventually, I blackout. No....I'm still awake. I see Rubert still holding onto me with a firm grip. We are on the wet cold floor of an old stable. It smells like rotten corpses and horse manure. It takes me a minute to calm down completely. I can hear Rubert mumble. It takes a minute to make out the words.............no it wasn't a lullaby.....It was more of a poem.

He said it a few times over and over again. I realize how tight his grip was on me. As he slowly loosens it. We sit there in silence for a while. Just.....thinking of what happened and how fast it had happened at once. We surround ourselves with the darkness of the stable and wait for a sign of what to do next.

After a while, we doze off into our own little world of slumber and dreams. Dreams of when this is all over when we will finally be safe. Where everything will finally be ok. Where Fathers Mothers and Pets don't die and come back to life like a cell phone. Where you don't hear people on the streets screaming for help and yelling in agony.

And then I wake up to a crash-.