A mad scientist creates a super bug.
|The Becker house stood for one hundred years. Weathered clapboards and cracked window panes were warning signs that the boogeyman lives here.
Hidden away, Jack Black had hovered over petri dishes, poking and prodding perilous bacteria. Hell bent on destroying mankind, the mad scientist had labored; perfecting his unstoppable super bug. He succeeded in September, 2013, but never reveled in success.
Jack lay dead on the floor surrounded by flesh eating resilient bacterium. The super bug’s invisible spores found freedom when the wind moaned in and out through cracked glass
Seven billion people lived in ignorant bliss … for awhile.