6 March 2020 - 15 Minute Fiction Friday
Dr Dritton tried to catch her breath through her suit, as she slowly stepped out from the helicopter and towards the, now deserted, apocalyptic devastation, eerie red mist singing against their protective suits.
They'd been called to investigate the city hospital, where the first reports had come in. The town had been immediately quarantined when the calls came, as frightened citizens described the horrors of the strange viral outbreak.
"What happened here?" said her colleague, with an obvious tone of trepidation.
Whatever had happened here, she thought, as the mist continued to swirl, she almost immediately regretted agreeing to investigate.