"Don't do it!" I said as Hayley lifted the syringe to her arm.
"It's perfectly safe. It's been tested," she replied and smiled back at me. "Besides, we can't wait another year for human testing. That would ruin us. The cunts at the top are already threatening to pull our funding if we don't get some serious results."
I shook my head. "At least use someone else, someone qualified who knows the risks and has signed a waiver."
"You think I don't know the risks?"
I sighed and shook my head. "I know you do, but this is madness!"
She winked back at me.
I lunged towards her with one outstretched arm, meaning to knock the syringe straight out of her hand.
"Hey!" She gasped and stumbled backwards out of reach.
"I said no!" I threw myself forwards again, but it was too late.
The syringe she held hissed, then clicked as the vial of liquid attached to the end emptied into her arm. She stood there for a second, then stumbled backwards. Her eyes glazed over, and she dropped to one knee.
"What the hell have you done? Are you okay?" I said as I moved across the room and dropped to the floor at her side. I pushed her blonde hair out of her eyes and gripped her arm, yanking her to her feet.
"I need to sit down," she groaned and shuffled herself across the room, with my help, into the nearest chair.
"That was a very stupid thing you just did," I said and gripped her hand in mine. "What do you reckon will happen?"
She shook her head. "I don't know," she said. "We will just have to wait and see. Take my blood, test if the antibodies are present."
I did as she asked and drew a large vial of red liquid from her arm. I examined it through the microscope on the desk next to me. The red blobs all congealed and swirled.
I shook my head as I stood up straight. "It's not working."
"Damn!" She cursed under her breath. "I was so sure it would work!"
"I told you to stop and now look, you're bloody infected!"
Hayley stared up at me with huge blue eyes. "I know I am, I can feel it already," she said. "I can feel the hunger building, just like they said it would."
"fuck we need to get you into quarantine. It's supposed to take a few hours to get to the point you're at now, not a few minutes."
A tear rolled down Hayley's cheek and dropped to the floor. She breathed a sigh and stood up. "I dont think so!"
She lunged forwards in a flash, and all I remember is darkness.
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"Fuck," I groaned. The world was dark for a few seconds then slowly came into focus. My arms were aching, my head was pounding and for some reason I felt like I was hanging.
"You're awake, I've been waiting," a voice purred from behind me.
I tried looking around but realized I was wrapped in chains from a metal pipe above me. I wriggled but only caused the metal to get tighter around my forearms.
"Sorry for the metal Grant, but I wasn't going to let you put me in that quarantine room," the voice purred again. It sounded like Hayley, but the voice was slightly deeper, seductive.
"What have you done?" I asked.
Hayley came into view. She had torn off her lab coat, and her trousers. Her bright pink bra contrasted against her deeply tanned skin and the thong she was wearing just neatly covered the intimate part between her legs.
"What do you think I've done darling," she said and strutted up and down in front of me. Every step she took flexed the muscles in her toned legs and hips. "I'm infected. And what do infected people do?"
I shook my head. I didn't want to answer.
