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    His next task was to inform the First Lady, Elle Rosen. He explained what happened to President Rosen and that he was indeed still alive, but they didn’t know for how long. At first, she refused to believe that it could be the virus; she told him he was mistaken and she had wanted a second opinion. After being informed that getting another Doctor would be pointless, she thought on this news for a moment before coming to grips with the situation and came to a final conclusion. She informed their grown two sons, Jacob and Joshua, of the situation and told them of her plans to be locked into the room with her husband. Of course, they protested and she hugged them both fiercely. She told them that she was proud of the fine young men that they had become and that they would be okay as long as they had each other. Elle had been with her husband for twenty-six years and had promised him that she would be there until the end and beyond, and so she would be.
    Jacob opened the door for her; and both men waved and blew kisses to their father as she entered, and locked the door behind her. Moments later, an agent appeared with a drill, screws and chains and further secured the door. The brothers sat outside their room for many hours, listening to the sorrowful sobs of their mother when the president finally expired, and the more terrifying shrieks she emitted after he arose. They held each other and cried, until she fell silent and arose herself to bang weakly on the door. So lost in their grief, they were oblivious to an agent approaching them with only one intention.
     
    Presidential Shelter
    September 17th   2014
    Walton County, Georgia
     
         Upon his arrival, Vice President Montgomery Mason was told of the President’s infection, and was angry that there was no one there to swear him in, as the new President of the United States. It didn’t matter to him that Jacob and Joshua Rosen, General Harper and the remaining Secret Service agents, (besides the one that arrived with him) had been infected. Dr. Richards had the door to the hall, leading to the President’s living quarters, locked and a large, heavy decorative cha ir pushed up against the door. He told Montgomery that it wouldn’t be safe to open it, but Montgomery insisted on seeing the bodies of the dead. Dr. Richards protested, as well as Montgomery’s own wife. Being the stubborn and pompous man he is,  Montgomery stepped into the security office, located the correct switch and ordered his escort to move the chair and investigate the hall, anyway.
    Agent Scott put his ear to the door , he heard nothing. He quietly turned the knob and opening the door slowly; he peeked in to see what was beyond. Seeing nothing, he opened the door wider, stepped inside the hall and disappeared. Montgomery straightened his jacket and pushed his wife, Cassie to the side. He looked at Dr. Richards with triumph as he stepped out of the office intending to follow his escort. As he neared the door to step in, quick, heavy footsteps were heard and Agent Scott burst through the door, slammed it shut and leaned against it. The breeze that the motion of the door created reeked of vomit, defecation and death. Agent Scott coughed and wheezed violently when he was finally able to take a breath. Suddenly, the wails of the dead could be heard as clearly as if they were standing in their face. They began pounding and shoving on the door, one of them smart enough to turn the knob.
    “They’re going to get out of there!” Dr. Richards told them as he backed up into the security room. The dead were slamming against the door and becoming more excited at the sound of voices and the smell of living flesh. Agent Scott’s body jumped forward and back against the door with each shove, and finally realizing that he would be the first attacked, put his weapon to his head and pulled the trigger. The dead pushed through the door before Scott’s body could hit the floor. Montgomery was