text: [Themes: horror]
  
  You know the drill so you may as well go along with it and get inside with the survivors to scout it out at least.
  
  You carefully finish getting through the barricades as they assure you that there are no infected ahead and reach the open ground below them. "Right, drop the weapon and show us your skin!" They call down. You lay the bat and your pack down and even start undoing your shirt before remembering that you have a large bite wound on your arm that really isn't going to go over well with the men holding the guns. You have little choice left now and finish taking off the shirt revealing your skin and the rough bandage on your left arm to the men above.
  
  Quite predictably you hear the guns being cocked above you. "What's the bandage for friend?" You hear called down in a distinctly unfriendly tone.
  
  > own up but point out that you have taken the vaccine and bites don't affect you.
  No Point in lying about it now.
  
  You call up to them carefully, preparing to run if needed.
  
  "Firstly I've had the vaccine and had bites before with no affect. It's a bite wound, from a fast bugger back in the alleyways. I'm not hiding anything!"
  
  You see one of the men react and take aim at you, you're about to dodge when the one who is clearly in charge swats his gun to the side and the shot misses you by a few feet. "Put that gun down you idiot, what the hell you think you're doing?" he shouts
  
  "He's been bit! He admitted it!" the man replies clearly panicked.
  
  "And he has no symptoms, he also has been bitten before and no reaction so obviously the vaccine works for him. Are you mentally challenged or something?"
  
  He turns back to you. "Sorry about that, he's just a little panicky at the moment even if he knows full well the vaccine protects some people from all exposure, even bites. We are letting you in, but be warned; you're being quarantined until we can be sure."
  
  You collect your things and head inside. "So the vaccine protects some people from bites as well as the airborne strain but others get infected by it regardless. Good to know." You think as you head inside and find more guns pointed your way.
  
  "Seems your skin is the right color, you can still bleed and still talk but you've been bitten. It's a few days in our quarantine for you my friend." One of them says to you.
  
  You quickly find yourself in a locked room in some basement area where you stay undisturbed until you judge its night time, a lamp on the outside wall giving some light through the door's window. A soldier finally arrives to take a look at the wound. "Don't worry mate, I'm a military doctor so I'm just here to take a look at that bite of yours." He says as you let him take the bandage off and put a fresh proper one on it. "There, got it wrapped up properly now, I thought you said you just got it in the alleyway, it looks at least a couple of days of healing there?"
  
  You think quickly. "Oh I got it in the alleys, just not today, I've been clambering around in there for days now, I had no idea anyone was left here so I've been slowly making my way as I scavenge."
  
  You watch his face and it seems he buys it. "Yeh, after the collapse almost everyone died or fled. Some of us are back now and making a new start. Well back in a day or two to make sure you haven't gone crazy on us or anything. Longest I ever heard before a man turned was 3 days, and he just became a crazy so if you're still you when you see me next I'll get you outa here."
  
  You're left a tray of food as the door is once more locked. And a few more hours pass with no noise outside the door.
  
  > Time to break out of here, you're stronger than most and a few good charges will bust the door wide open.
  There's no way you're staying locked up in here, not when you're close to a perfect food source that will last you months, you're hungers back again stronger than ever for some reason too. Time to act on it!
  
  You get yourself prepared and listen at the door but hear nothing there; you back off and charge the door with your shoulder. You feel it crack but it's not open yet. You back off and try again, this time smashing through as the bolts give way.
  
  You're just about to congratulate yourself on your own strength when the shouting catches your attention. Guards are coming down the stairs just 20 feet to your right. Seems smashing a door open makes a lot of noise.
  
  You sprint at them and catch them off guard near the base of the steps, they clearly didn't expect your speed or strength as you punch one in the chest, feeling his ribs crack.
  
  The others react better, trying to raise their guns. You move quickly and swat one to the side, punching the guy in the throat before spinning on the last guard. You can see in his eyes that he just simply want prepared to fight anything as fast or strong as you as he fires and misses right before you kill him too.
  
  You quickly ensure they are all dead and are about to leave when your hunger gets the better of you and you take a moment to grab one of the men's knives to hack a chunk of flesh off which you eat ravenously.
  
  As soon as you have eaten and your hunger subsides your senses return somewhat. "What am I doing? I can't waste time eating here when more guards will be coming." You think. You glance around but the tunnel is blocked off at the other end and the only way is up the stairs. You can also already hear a lot of guards up there shouting and cocking weapons for you.
  
  "Bloody hungers gotten me killed, guess that bite did have some affect after all."
  
  You back off, trying to think of a plan when the new guards arrive. At least a dozen with guns, all ready to fire and pointed your way. Once they see what's happened they simple swear and some look like they are about to fire when one man steps a little forward and raises a hand.
  
  "HOLD!" he looks behind to ensure the men obey before turning back to you. "SO you smashed through a solid door, killed three armed guards and ate some of their flesh, all while not acting crazy. Welcome to our holdout harbinger."
  
  The men all start swearing and some are clearly getting itchy trigger fingers despite the hold order.
  
  You finally reply. "Well this isn't exactly how I wanted to be found out but getting bitten earlier today seemed to send my hunger into overdrive. But yes I am indeed a harbinger, I usually only get to tell people before they die rather than before I do but I guess I had a good run and ate my fair share of people" you end with a bit of a grin, awaiting the bullets.
  
  "Oh you won't die so easily." The Capt. Replies. You are about to question him when he gives the order to shoot your knees and elbows. It seems like every man there was just waiting for the chance and you feel you limbs practically disintegrate from all the shots.
  
  "Bind the wounds and retrain him, we have experiments to conduct." You hear as you lose consciousness.
  
  You survive the experiments for several weeks due to your advanced healing and innate strength before your mind and body finally give out to the torture, it seems they found out little of use, but many of them defiantly felt better as they tortured you.