He wondered how many had been created by the virus, since day one. A whole weekend had passed in a city of millions. It was very possible there could be hundreds or thousands, by now. It was a terrifying thought.

That might sound like the plot of a b-rated horror movie, but it is all too real. Although, some people still have not accepted that truth, while others have no idea the terror that awaits them. The future of mankind is at stake, as the virus continues to spread like wildfire.

As far as they were concerned, big changes were coming on the horizon. The virus was playing a huge role in that. They had to see the full picture. This was about their ultimate survival.

They needed this anti-virus. If they could find it, it could make all the difference in the world. They had to hurry, though.

That was a side effect of the Fox Serum Virus. Once an infected person died, their body was later reanimated and the hunger would continue.

Once his brain was destroyed, the Fox Serum Virus could no longer control his body. He was dead and would not be reanimated.

He continued his vicious assaults on West 135 Street attacking every person in sight and spreading the infection to nearly fifty other people, before his body began to die and he was reanimated as a zombie. Even then, he would continue to spread the virus over the weekend.

The virus went through that crowd faster than a California wildfire.

It is a plague of unprecedented proportions. Anyone, who is unfortunate enough to become infected by its deadly parasites, is transformed into a mindless carrier with an inane desire to feed and spread the virus to other potential hosts. Even death is no escape.