//------------------------------// // Day Ten // Story: H1P1 // by gamer52599 //------------------------------// January 16 2015 9:15:00:00 Since first infection Unknown location You know, being woken up before sunrise by an odd feeling in my hands and feet is never a good sign, but I can’t seem to get my flashlight out of my pocket, so without light I can’t tell what is happening beside my fingers going numb, so I waited. When the sun finally came up I could finally see what happened to see… My hands are gone. Where my hands and feet where, there are hooves like a horse’s, and now I have a good idea of what creature I’m becoming. “I’m turning into a pegasus.” I’m turning into a mythical creature, what could be worse, probably turning into an inanimate object. But onto the task at hand… Or hoof now, yeah I’m never going to get used to this. I get up onto my own two feet… My own two hindlegs?.. Yeah I’m definitely never going to get used to this. First thing I noticed as I started walking around is that I’m not as balanced on two hooves as I was on two feet, but my tail seems to be moving in a way that keeps my balance just a little. Second, I found it suddenly awkward to walk like a biped, like I’m not supposed to walk like that. Third, I think if I’m going to be tripping anymore than three times, and am going to be a quadruped, I’ll probably want to start working on it now. I found myself able to walk on fours more easily than walking on twos, so I started getting used to it faster than I thought I would. Of course, my body at the moment isn't built for that, so I found while nicer on my changing psyche, not so nice on my current body, so I will stay walking on two legs for now. “Now then to find out where the heck I am.” But still, just forest as far as the eye can see. “If only I could use these wings.” But after another sprain, I knew I was still too heavy. I can’t climb a tree, with or without hooves, nor can I get on the roof of mr. paranoid’s house, there’s just way too much rot for the entire building to seem stable. Yeah I know that’s not his name but I’m pretty sure that John Smith is a false name. So with no idea where I am, I decided to see just how fragile that shack really is. I walk up to it and give a nice strong kick… It collapsed like a domino setup! “Uhh… Wow I guess I don’t know my own strength!” I don’t know the half of it. January 16 2015 10:00:00:00 Atlanta, Georgia Forty one, that's how many scientists the CDC hired for this task. In total there are forty two men and women in this main lab, forty three if you include the jar with Einstein's brain in it. (No I don’t know how they got it, or why.) What I do know is that we have narrowed down the possible proteins that any Pestis Incognitus antigen could be to zero! Literally no protein matches these antigens I have labeled as Pestis Incognitus. This means we have discovered a whole forty two new natural proteins today, but I had to excuse myself from the lab to start work on the animal testing lab. I went to the first floor, got the fiberglass, went to the floor marked B66, and spent an hour putting together the panels so they close off an entire area of the lab and sealing it to make it airtight. After that I placed square cages along the walls of the lab for my new pets and some tools for testing if they contracted H1P1. After that I went and put some food in the tray airlock for the human test subjects, looking at their new tails. I knew that the tails were next so now I’m just waiting for the next change to come so I can see what they are changing into. But at the moment my animals aren’t supposed to get here until tomorrow, and my research is at a standstill on both sides of the elevator, since I only get to name one antigen. But with a little work my research down here will be talked about from here to Hong Kong. Thats what I seek.