Don't Fear Me

"Miss... H-Hail..ey... He-l...p m...e..." The last words of the first test subject who took the medicine... I just killed someone... My heart is racing, my mind went blank... I can't breathe well. I don't remember who I was, what my name is, where did I go wrong? Is this what my great-great-grandfather had to go through?! I feel heavy... "Tom, get me some water, please? I don't feel so good." Tom nodded and the others helped me sit in a chair to calm down. "Ma'am, are you okay? You don't look so good is it about the first failure in the test?" I nodded to their question. "It's just I've never killed anyone with medicine." After I said that Tom gave me a bottle of water and I drank all of it quickly. After a few minutes, I calmed down and told my Assistants. "Everyone, we will continue testing get some samples from the failed attempt and try to find the error that caused the patient to die," Tom replied. "Are you sure Ma'am? It seems you don't like people dying." I replied. "If my great-great-grandfather did this alone in his lab and didn't become insane then he has a reason why he's doing this so I must follow what he began and try and try till I perfect this mixture for this timeline. I'm not going to be a paperweight in my family's history, I will make history even if it makes me sick from all of the corpses I made. I may sound crazy Tom but what choice do I have? I can't just stand here Tom and stare at the body count because of the plague. I may as well end up killing an entire population if I terminate the testing so I need to do this or else you know what I'm talking about Tom." Tom replied as he places his arms on my shoulders. "Ma'am, I'm with you in this one but how should we tackle this task then? Should I go and raise the Alarm Level to 3? I'll bring some more patients that are willing to be tested!" I replied. "Thanks, Tom. You heard me right everyone back to crunching numbers we need to keep moving forward. May rest in peace that first test subject."

For now, I don't want to be afraid of my capability to kill someone with medicine. I must embrace what I have and make it useful! I understand that I'm not Neal Kirkstoic. But I'm certainly am his great-granddaughter and successor in this category of medicine. After looking through the books that we've brought back from his original lab. And I found, a book about killing from his archives... Is this the secret of our family? Our history of executions?! When I've read the book it's all ingredients for torture medicine and how it kills the criminals. And notes are saying, 'I might turn into the reaper and an angel at the same time. This isn't me. The truth will make them lose themselves. I AM NOT A SAVIOR BUT A KILLER INSTEAD!' These notes seem like he's been through some dark times during his time as a medical executioner. It also says here that he misses a girl of some sort. 'I miss her, I miss her. They Killed her. I can't do this without her. Help me, Helena. I'm not strong enough in this world.' And who's Helena? Neal Kirkstoic is hiding some secrets. He writes these small notes as a form of stress relief. I guess even the greatest people have these kinds of problems too huh. As I flip the final pages I saw the last note saying. 'Not every medicine here can kill a person. I need to know what does and doesn't I can't seem to find one that can cure everything anything. A theory that would end up never answered. The theory of promise... I hope someone in the next generation is to find this.' I stopped reading after reading that my great-great-grandfather hid a medicine mixture that can potentially cure every kind of sickness.

While we test more and wait for results I began secretly making these medicines during free times and see what they look like. And boy they look like candy for some reason. And I know some of these can potentially kill someone if I don't pick the correct one even my great-great-grandfather doesn't know what safe or not. But since we've got technology lets try emulating it before we go do the final testing. So I began testing these in private in a controlled environment in my secondary lab below my main lab. And the results I hope should give me answers that may help me in this situation in the country. As time passes by... Each minute 100 people die from the plague which is obscured. And I've heard the news that they've successfully evacuated to the underground city of Britain. I and my team which consists of 50 hand-picked scientists have been working overtime and 25 of us switch for every 8 hours.

Plague level: 4

Alarm Level: 3

Total people died: Approx. around 780,000 people.