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“[i]Isabel… Hey Isabel? Can you hear me?[/i]” called out Aunt Marie. Isabel laid in her bed, listening to her Aunt calling her from downstairs. A few moments later, there was a soft tap on her door. “[i]Isabel? Can I come in?[/i]” Aunt Marie asked softly, sounding worried. “Sure…” Isabel said quickly. She was missing her dear mother. She hadn’t heard from her mother since she left Montana over two weeks ago. Isabel was starting to think her mother ditched her, since her mother had been acting strange right before she left. “[i]I umm.. I think I know why you have been out of touch with your mother, darling.[/i]” Isabel sat up quickly, and looked at her Aunt. It looked like she had been crying. “Oh no…” she said softly. “Is my mom ok!?” Isabel asked quickly, getting up and hugging her Aunt. Her Aunt wrapped her arms around her niece and sighed. “[i]I… don’t know.[/i]” she said softly.

“What do you mean… you don’t know?” Isabel asked softly. She pulled away slightly to look at her Aunts puffy eyes. “[i]Let me show you…[/i]” Marie said softly. She released Isabel and turned around to leave the room. Isabel quickly followed her Aunt down the stairs, to hear the T.V. roaring over something chaotic. Isabel slowly stepped in front of the T.V. to see nothing but riots, people screaming and running, picture of missing people, cities burning to ashes. The breaking news was over a new disease called the Rose bacteria.

“What’s the Rose bacteria?” Isabel asked her Aunt. “[i]I-I don’t know. The news isn’t clear about what is going on.. except to stay indoors at all times.[/i]” Marie looked over at Isabel and sighed. “[i]Isabel…[/i]” her Aunt trailed off. “Yes?” Isabel replied softly. Marie held up a new paper, with a missing people list, for every state. Isabel quickly grabbed the newspaper, scanning for her mother’s name. Within moments, Isabel found what she had been looking for; Grace Hemingway.
“Marie…” Isabel said softly and looked up. “Are you sure that they are talking about my mom?” Marie sighed and shrugged her shoulders. “Marie.. this could be ANY Grace!” She said in a terrifying voice. “Couldn’t it?” Tears filled her eyes. She dropped the news paper and pulled her Aunt into a hug. “Please tell me its another Grace! Tell me.. please..” she begged. Marie wrapped her arms around her niece and kissed her head. “[i]It’s not Isabel.. Its another Grace..[/i]” Marie held her close and sighed, only thinking the worse could had happened to her sister.

Moments later, they heard a thud against the front door of the house; causing both of them to jump to the noise. “Ma-marie.. what was that?” she asked, calmly. “[i]Stay here..[/i]” Marie released Isabel and slowly made it to the front door. There was another thud against the door. Marie quickly grabbed the baseball bat that was near the front door and held onto it. “[i]Wh-who’s there!?[/i]” She yelled at the door. “[i]God damn women! Opening the fucking door! Its your husba—[/i]” called out from Uncle Bobby. Coughing was coming from behind the door. “[i]Bob honey.. are you ok?[/i]” she called out. “[i]Women, open the fucking door or so help me I will do it myself![/i]” Yelled back Bobby.

“Marie.. something doesn’t sound right about Uncle Bobby! He never calls you names!” Isabel said from the hallway. “[i]Bob, calm down.. whats wrong?[/i]” Marie asked once again. At that moment, there was another thud against the door. “[i]Le-let me..[/i]” coughing, “[i]in!!![/i]”. More coughing came from Uncle Bobby. A softer thud came from the door, before the coughing stopped. “[i]Honey?[/i]” Marie called out to Bob.

A few moments later, there was a huge crashing sound from the back sliding glass door. Uncle Bobby had thrown a stone against the sliding glass door, to get in. Isabel jumped when she heard the sounds of the glass breaking. She ran towards her Aunt, to see her Aunt looking horrified. When Isabel turned around, she saw her Uncle was covered in red boils. Huge red boils, nearly the size of baseballs. “[i]Isabel, run… RUN![/i]” Marie opened the front door and shoved her outside and slammed the door shut. Isabel ran back to the front door and began to pound on the door. “NOOO! MARIE! NOOOOO!” she screamed.

Too be continued…