Chris sat in an isolation container, that was the normal once it was confirmed to be the monster flu was confirmed. He had already called his family and his job and the process of dealing with what was now before him would begin.
By law, he couldn’t return home or even leave the hospital. He would be transported in an isolation truck to the nearest monster transformation center. This was to help stop any spread of the flu, his apartment would be cleaned out by men in biohazard gear. They would transport his items to the center, and he would be assigned new housing once they learned what he was becoming.
That was all demanded by law, what was also demanded was that his job couldn’t fire him. Well they could in truth, there was a part of the law which allowed employers to fire people who came down with the flu. That was put in because of situations where a person couldn’t carry out their jobs once transformed. A web page designer isn’t going to be able to work if they become a me person was the example given by congressmen another was when a person became so much younger they couldn’t work in their field. There was a case where a 64 year old man only a year away from retirement transformed into a 14 year old elf girl so he couldn’t keep working because of child labor laws. They did make the companies who fired people because of the flu pay a years’ worth of salary to have the right to do so. So to avoid that some companies would switch employees around like trading cards.
In his situation, he may find himself working for a different call center, one within the containment zone.
“A monster and I may have to keep working at a call center.” Cursed Chris as the door on the other side of the containment room opened. Aside from a large piece of glass a solid wall separated him from that side as a doctor sat down in front a microphone.
“Hello Mr. Martin.” Said the Doctor as Chris looked at him. “I need you to confirm a few things…you are Chris Martin born on…”
The doctor asked him his name, his date of birth and other ways to ID him.
“Yes.” Confirmed Chris
“Well we have confirmed you have the flu however our labs are backed up and haven’t confirmed what type of monster you are becoming.” Announced the Doctor “In the meantime, you will be loaded onto our truck and taken to the Seclusion zone…it will take about three hours and will should have your results by then.”
Chris wanted to curse, to scream at them. He had to wait three hours to find out what he was becoming, and he just wanted to know to get the whole thing over and done with. He had no choose in the mater, he was loaded onto a truck in a medical container. A fresh one was put in for the next poor soul to find out their world would change. Then he was loaded onto a truck and they were away.
While on the way to the center, a lovely video began to play explaining that he was going to zone 5, which was located in several rural counties along Ohio and Indiana. In all 1,750 square miles where contained within a 50 ft high wall armed with guards and anti-air weapons to keep the newly transformed from harm and from escaping as well. Inside where cities made of nothing but monsters. No humans where allowed in unless they were infected or had a loved one who was infected and wished to take the risk of coming down with the flu themselves.
The video showed images of centaur farmers working fields of elves walking streets, of whole communities of people living as monsters. Going to church, school, the movies it was clearly staged stock photos.
Finally, after 3 hours of travel, a wall came into view as the truck carrying Chris backed up into a special bay and with a hiss it was vacuumed sealed in for the moment. Chris stood and waited as with another hiss the door opened to show a werewolf woman wearing a white lab coat.
“Ah…Mr. Martin welcome to our little piece of America, would you please follow me.” Said the werewolf as Chris followed her out and into a large lobby area. There where no doors leading out, he noticed at least on his side. There where instead multiple loading bays all with vacuum seals around them. All around where people either being unloaded like him, some where fully transformed people but still talking to doctors all of whom where monsters he saw while others where halfway transformed some walking with doctors some without. Some of the doctors where the same type of monsters as those people they where helping but not all.
“This is the transformation center where we will help you through your transformation and settle you within our community.” Answered the werewolf…a doctor he assumed. “Now you will have a choice before you, you have two weeks before your change starts and then the changes themselves will take 10 days or so. Thanks to our research we can start the change at once and finish it within 2 to 3 days. We recommend this.”
“I see…” said Chris
“It doesn’t hurt, I used it myself to change.” Said the doctor
“Ah…they didn’t tell me what I am becoming.” Explained Chris as the doctor blinked. “Issue with the lab they said.”
“Ah…sorry…” said the Doctor as she flipped a page. “You are becoming a…..”