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disease every day.
             The
female subject is especially rare, because not only does she have Zombilictirubitosis ,
but she is also eight months pregnant – three of those months while infected.
So far, we have not detected any abnormalities with the child, a male, while in utero – which, of course, is wonderful news. We plan
to deliver the baby via cesarean section on October 29.
     

            PART THREE

     
                 THE YELLOW STINK BOMB

     
     

             “Hey,
baby!” shouted Diana excitedly.
             “ Shhh ! Are you trying to get me
fired?” I look back over my shoulder to see if anyone had heard her squealin ’.
             “Diana,
now I told you about this. I can’t be sneakin ’ you in
here if you ain’t quiet! These scientists here all
have bugs up they asses. They won’t letcha get by
with nothin ’.” I spit out my wad of chewin ’ tobacco into my hand and toss it outside just
before lockin ’ the back door. “Now, didja remember to bring it?”
             Diana
smiles and nods her head. She holds up her purse and pulls out a small
camcorder.
             “That’s
what I’m talkin ’ ‘bout, honey!” I say. Diana bounces
up and down with excitement and makes a strange gigglin ’
noise. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with her. She’s a goddamn dingbat. But she’s the only girl I know who owns a
video camera and there ain’t no way in hell I wasn’t gonna get this on tape. This recordin ’
is gonna make me a goddamn millionaire!
             “ C’mere , I’ll show you where they keep the things.” I say, wavin ’ my hand toward the end of the hallway. “Be prepared,
they smell like rotten ape shit. You can smell ‘ em through the walls.”
             Diana
pinches her nose.
     

              
 

     
     

             I
take her down to the lower level. The smell of rotting human flesh hangs in the
air. It doesn’t bother me so much anymore - I believe I’ve grown accustomed to
it. Diana, on the other hand, begins to gag.
             “Here,
take this…” I dig out a red handkerchief from my back pocket and hand it to
her. “Put it over yer nose and yer mouth.”
             I
look around down each end of the hallway, making sure no one is watchin ’. I pull out my ring of keys and unlock a door that
leads to another hallway. This hallway is dark. The only light comes from a
window down toward the opposite end. The window looks into a room where the two
zombies are kept.
             Voices
echo down through the hall. Diana is scared shitless – her grip on my forearm
tightens.
             “Here, gimme that there vidya camera” I say. She digs it out of her purse and hands it over. I turn the power
on and pop off the lens cap. “You ain’t never seen any shit like this ‘fore!”
             A
little red light flashes in the corner of the video screen” (LOW BATTERY).
             “ Goddamnit , Diana! The batt’ry is
dead!”
             She ain’t listenin ’. She’s too
busy trying to sneak a peek at the zombies on the other side of the glass. I
tap her on the shoulder.
             “Hey,
you didn’t charge the damn thing? Do you know how much you just cost me?!”
             She
glances back and shrugs her shoulders as if to say ‘what’s the big deal’.
             “Do
you know what they’re doin ’ in there, Diana?” She
shakes her head. “They’re about t’deliver the first
ever zombie baby! I was gonna sell this here tape to
CNN. Make millions! But now, that’s all shot to hell!”
             She
dismisses my complaints and goes back to starin ’. A
baby’s wail echoes down through the hall. And then an idea starts vibratin ’