Fischer and Professor Derr were in their usual lab, but the normally bustling energy that day had been replaced by a hushed, tense silence as soon as Major Fischer hung up the phone.
He cast a gloomy glance toward his friend and work colleague, the oddball but brilliant Professor Derr Xilion, and a grim expression was etched into his face.
"Any news?" Professor Derr inquired, his erudite demeanor belying the fact that he was following the developing situation outside with intense interest.
Fischer responded with a resounding "Yes," his tone heavy with a mixture of apprehension and concern.
"It would appear that the infected people we confined are more resilient than anticipated. They have escaped prison and can now be found roaming the streets.
Professor Derr's brow furrowed, "The military has to do something!"