Do You Want to Play Infection?

==Chapter 1; Just a Game, Right?==
Thomas ran after his friend. He reached an arm out and barely touched his arm that swayed in the wind.
”Gotcha! Your It!” he called out, turning around and running in the opposite direction.
His friend Sawyer laughed and followed Thomas, running fast.
Up ahead was an alley Thomas knew he could loose Sawyer. He knew everything about his small town. Where the friendly dogs were, the best houses to trick-or-treat, and of course the best hiding places.
He put on some more speed and ran into the alley. He paused for a split second. It was dark here, and it smelled like trash. No wonder, there were some toppled trash cans, their contents spilling on the floor.
Thomas turned around and saw Sawyer gaining on him, so he kept running. He jumped over the trash cans and saw a dead end. He cursed under his breath.
There was a chain fence in his way, a sign next to it that said “Keep out”. He considered his options. He could give in and let Sawyer tag him, or he could climb over the fence and avoid him.
He chose the second.
He jumped up and grabbed the fence. It rattled and shook. He wondered if it would hold him, but it didn’t matter. He was almost to the top. He kept climbing until he got to the top. Then he jumped down.
He landed with a thud on the ground, some dust coming up. He brushed his hands and watched Sawyer climb the fence too.
Thomas turned around and gasped. In front of his was a big, old, warehouse looking building. It had no doors, and was very rusty.
Sawyer climbed over and landed next to Thomas. His head reached to tag him, but stopped when he too also saw the building.
”How long has that been there?” Sawyer murmured.
Thomas shook his head. He couldn’t believe he didn’t know about this place yet. It looked abandoned though. “Probably a while.” he replied.
”I dare you to go in there.” Sawyer whispered in his friends ear.
”Fine.” Thomas said, not showing any fear in his voice. He slowly walked towards it, every few steps turning around to look at Sawyer.
When he got really close, he looked up. It was bigger than he had imagined. He gulped, and stepped inside.
It was pitch black, the only light coming from outside. But that light barely went anywhere. The darkness seemed to overwhelm it. 
He found a piece of a mirror on the floor.
Weird, why would it be here?
He shrugged a little and tilted the mirror so it caught some light. He shined it carefully around the warehouse, observing some of the stuff there.
There was rows and rows of bottles, each holding some weird liquid. Of course, they were all covered in weird dust. But there was one that caught his eye. It was on a weird stand.
It was a pure black liquid in a bottle, like ink. It also, glowed.
He walked over to it and saw a label on it. He pointed the mirror shard at it and read it.
”WARNING: Do not touch.”
He shrugged and picked up the bottle. He twirled it a little and watched the liquid flow around. It was mesmerizing. Thomas decided he would take it back to Sawyer and show him.
But as he was walking back, he tripped over something. He yelped and the bottle flew out of his hands and shattered when it hit the ground. Ink like liquid spilled out. And it seemed to crawl towards Thomas.
He tried to get up, but he had twisted his ankle. He stood up for a second and took a step forward before falling down again. He watched in horror as the liquid came up to him, and touched him. 
It seemed to burn him and cool him at the same time. It went in his foot and started to cover it. He tried to shake it off, but it seemed glued to him.
He tried to get up, but it also glued his foot to the floor.
It kept spreading, and is covered the whole foot. He could feel the liquid going past his shoe and touching his skin. It seemed to go inside him, and it sped up the process. The liquid crawled over him faster and faster until he it got his waist. 
Thomas squirmed and used his hands to try and pull it off, but that only helped the liquid. It attached to his hand and covered it.
He breathed heavily as it got up to his neck, his whole body covered in strange black liquid. It crawled up his neck and over his chin.
With one last breath as it covered his mouth, Thomas screamed for help. The liquid covered his mouth before he could, and kept going. It went to his nose. He couldn’t breath. He watched as the liquid covered his eyes. Then everything went dark.
While Thomas seemed to be unconscious, the liquid was changing his body. It had gone in his whole bloodstream and could control him completely. 
It stretched Thomas, twice his size. His eyes went pure white. His fingers stretched and pointed into long claws. His feet also stretched. His hair went away and his mouth and nose too. It made him long and slender.
Then it changed his DNA. It made his 10 times stronger, 10 times faster, 10 times smarter. Then it wiped his memory. Every single one. It erased the time he has first rode his bike, the time he had made his first cake, and the time he had met Sawyer.
Then the weird “creature” put some of itself in his creation. It made him able to control him. Finally, it was done. Thomas was no longer Thomas. He was an infected.
The creature made “Thomas” stand up and walk out. It was ready to face the world.
Category:Literature
Category:Original Stories
Category:Original Stories (Unfinished)