From A Distant World They Came-Ending
Posted: Sunday, September 18, 2011
by Kellie Hastings
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Doctor Bailey
Until this morning, the isolation ward was vacant. The unnatural silence was unsettling as Dr. Bailey entered the empty room. The last of the twenty patients was now deceased, and all resigned to the abuse of this bizarre ailment.
Upon draining the large boils, their numbers had increased significantly, and the following day there was too many to treat, she was covered.
The day after, she passed away.
Dr. Bailey had lost ten patients in one week, and another four were admitted this morning.
When would it all end, he wondered, when would they find a cure?
He was too exhausted to think, and emotionally drained. He left the room with little hope, with little courage.
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“Dr. Bailey,” a nurse cried from the end of the hall, “Dr. Bailey, I’ve been looking for you.”
She approached with haste as he turned around. “Yes, what is it?” He asked. “Oh, let me guess. Another patient has been admitted and I’m to examine them.” “I’m sorry,” she sighed, “but yes. He’s is room 211. You don’t mind do you? He’s Dr. Wales’s patient, but he’s off today.
And I need your confirmation before he’s moved upstairs.”
“I’ll do it now,” he moaned, “and I’ll be down shortly.”
“Thank you, Doctor.” she smiled. She handed him the file, relieved to be rid of it. And without a glance, Dr. Bailey took the file and plodded his way to the second floor, to prepare for yet, another passing.
Boarding the plane Ned Johnston knew this trip was a waste of time.
He had found nothing in the cities archives to prove anything, in fact; he found the opposite. Preston & Cauldren Infusions was a very reputable company, and had been for many years.
They studied the behavioral patterns of bacteria, and then merged foreign types with the most common, flu, and cold.
This was the basis for formulating certain drugs, drugs used for certain diseases. Disappointed though, he couldn’t shake his negative opinion. On the other hand, he was still relieved that the hands of a human being did not produce these horrible boils. He sat in his designated seat and sighed heavily as people hurried past him, anxious to get to theirs. He then dozed.
Sudden Departure
By months end, the passing of seven thousand people disturbed an entire nation, the entire world. And as most knew, a cure was never found.
But within a week few cases became known, and following this unusual find, the absence of infected people was quite puzzling. The absence of them however, was shocking.
Why this worm like life form had simply disappeared was a mystery.
But left in its wake, were the effects of anxiety, and grief from the loss of so many. No one knew where they had come from, or why. And for the time being, the answers to this mysterious single celled life would remain a mystery.
The Instinct to Evolve
They had taken from them all they could, all they needed. And adapting to their new environment, their new identity, the cycle would now begin.
Burrowing deep into the ground, there was many as they dispersed the outer shell of an old existence, the weakness of a past dependence.
Here was they would begin anew, here was where they would dwell in preparation of their next cycle. They had arrived in the form a single cell attached to follicle of a single hair.
The will to survive was already there; the desire to plant their seed was instinctive, and their determination to develop was part of their genetic make up.
How they survived this long is a mystery and will remain as that.
But how had they survived in a universe so vast? How had they surpassed the perils of space and time?
The ability to lie dormant was the key, and their intelligence which stemmed beyond the laws of nature enabled them to adapt and change.
Yes, they had survived, and yes, they would evolve. But what would they evolve into is the question.
I hope you enjoyed my fiction
It's been a pleasure
Kellie Hastings copyright 2006
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