If someone you know seems taller than they were before: STAY AWAY! [FINALE]

First Part
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Okay, I am finally in a position to write what followed after. Sorry for not being able to respond for a day, it?s just that I have been a little busy almost dying.
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Well, let me start from where I left off.
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Yes, the helicopters. It was about an hour after I posted when I started hearing helicopters. Just before I heard the helicopters, I got the courage to look out the window and see what the hell was going on. At first, I saw silence. The street looked horribly empty and so did the dark, light-less and lifeless apartments. But when I looked a little more carefully, I saw the panic hiding within. There was smoke visible in different areas, distant shrieks and screams occasionally broke the silence ( however only by little, the unexpected storm wreaking havoc amidst the city was exceptionally good at silencing the horrors happening).
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But when the dozens of helicopters came with strong searching lights flying over the city, I got confident enough to come out of hiding, and get to the streets so that one would see me and get me out of there. To where? Was anywhere safe? If so, for how long would that place stay safe? Were they actually survivor friendly helicopters? Those are the kinds of questions that I did not have the time (nor the mindset) to think about.
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As I unlocked the door and slowly opened it, I expected to see Sarah with tentacles coming out of her mouth ready to turn me. But to my surprise, the hallway was empty. However, there were footsteps coming from the upper floor so I decided not to stay there any longer and go out into the open.
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I walked silently through the hallway and opened the outside door of the apartment. The street was empty, still, but I heard men speaking with strong voices somewhere on the right, maybe a few streets away. This felt like the greatest opportunity to find people who could actually listen to me and maybe we could fight our way through this mess, which was suggested by one of you. So I followed the voices.
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On the next street was a long man in a suit, standing still and watching me a. He was wearing a top hat that clearly went out of fashion centuries ago. Yet, it was not the weirdest part about him. He was wearing sunglasses even though the sun had set hours ago. He seemed careless of the rain poring over him as well. He was only watching me. ?****,? I thought to myself, ?he must be one of them.? First, I tried to keep my pace to not alert him. Then, as he kept watching me I grew more and more restless. Then, as I was passing by him, I lost control and starting bolting away from him.
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The rush of adrenaline kept me going for a while, and I probably would?ve kept going further if it wasn?t for the sudden brightness blinding me.
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?Hold it right there,? shouted a man that I could not see. ?Don?t ****ing move!?
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?What?s-?
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?Shut the **** up and stand still!?
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I did as I was ordered. When the brightness left my eyes I fully opened them and I saw that there were men wearing black protective suits. They were holding guns with flash lights attached and most were aiming their guns at me. The one closest to me took out a weird device and started to walk slowly towards me.
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?What?s that thing,? I asked, fearing the answer more every passing second as he came closer to me.
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Then I felt the most gruesome pain I have ever felt pass through my body. I could sense him aim his gun at me, unsure of what to do next. When my senses came back, there was long, well built guy right next to him, shouting at him.
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?Well you didn?t see three big tentacles coming out of his mouth did?ya? Obey the ****ing protocol or we?ll be ****ed by the end of tonight! Hear me?!?
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?Sorry, sir.?
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The guy had a weird accent, something in between Russian and German.
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?We are truly sorry for what happened, mister,? he said. His words sounded kind, and he smiled reassuringly. He, then, kindly put his hand on my back, saying ?follow me, I?ll explain.? He led me to a big van standing in the middle of the street.
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I am sorry, but the details are a little fuzzy, I was still recovering from the pain that thing gave me. So I don?t exactly remember the details of what we talked about. But I remember sitting on that van, sipping the tea he gave me, and repeating what I?d been trough. I think he laughed when I talked abut the man I saw.
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?Your reaction to the device was a little unexpected,? he said, in a calm manner, after I was done telling him about what I witnessed. ?And I believe you show the required symptoms.?
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My consciousness was getting back to its normal state. ?Symptoms??
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?Let me explain. As you?ve witnessed, there?s an infestation of sorts. We, however, were prepared for this and it?s our job to take care of it.?
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?I?m sorry, who?re you again??
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?My name?s not important. Call me commander if you wanna. What?s important is you. I?ve gotta tell you something.?
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I noticed then, that there was a logo on his chest. It belonged to the company Pete worked for.
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?This infestation?s a nasty one, really hard to deal with. Except, it?s got a weakness. One major weakness that we can use to our advantage, and we have to if we?re to save everyone, infected or not.?
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I looked at his face, he had a long, bridged nose and dark blue eyes. The way he looked at me made me certain that he was going to ask me something, something hard to ask.
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?You?ve been infected. Don?t be afraid, it?s nothing your immune system can?t fight, so you?ll be okay if you choose to reject what I?m about to say and go on your way.?
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The words ?infected? had a shocking effect on me. ?How did it happen? I don?t remember-?
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?They can,? he said interrupting me, ?infect others simply by wounding. And you, mister,? he paused, took out a tissue from his pocket and touched it on my cheek, then showed me the tissue. It had a line of blood on it. He continued, ?have been infected with the bacteria.?
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I remembered the impostor Sarah attacking me with its tentacles.
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Though I felt a little sceptic. ?So you?re telling me that a bacteria causes tentacles to come out of people?s mouths??
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?An interconnected hive of bacterial cells that are greatly able to differentiate and reproduce in varying environments. But yes, they?re bacteria.?
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?So, what will happen to those inside of me??
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?As I said, if left alone, your immune system will handle it. You?ll get a little feverish, then they?ll die. Unless... You let us weaken you.?
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?What,? I said with horror and confusion, ?why the **** would you do that??
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?This is what I?ve been trying to get to. Listen to me, this hive has a queen. If the queen dies, the hive dies with it. To locate the queen, however, we need someone who?s immune system can identify the bacteria and who has enough amount of bacterial infestation in their parietal lobe and occipital lobe so that-?
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He saw that I wasn?t following.
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?The reason you haven?t turned into one of them is that you are lucky to have a one in a million immune system that somehow identified an alien bacteria.? He coughed briefly. ?After you get infected enough, you will start seeing something. I?m not sure what, but something that isn?t in your normal range of vision. Something you will see without seeing. It?s the queen. Tell us where you feel it, how far it is. We will kill it and this will end. Any questions??
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?So you want me to let myself turn into one of them, and tell you where the queen is??
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?No, you won?t turn into one of them, there?s a syringe here, it?s got antibiotics specially made for this. When injected, it?ll kill the bacteria. After you tell us the location, before you get worse, we?ll inject it.?
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?What happens to those that are already turned??
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?The hive will die with the queen, infection will kill itself. They?ll be mostly unharmed. Except, they will puke blood for a while.?
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I thought of Sarah, and others who?d been infected. At that moment, it seemed like the only way to end it, the look on the commanders face indicated that as well.
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?I will do it.?
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The weakening part, where they injected me with a yellow liquid that was supposed to weaken my immune system, was not that rough. After feeling ****ty, with intense pain behind my eyes and my stomach for minutes, however, I felt ?it?.
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It is hard to explain, but let me try what I?d felt. At first, I felt my body burning, a small burn, though, I felt it in my veins, and in my head, but especially in my throat. Then, my throat started itching and I coughed, what came out was a red and green blood. Then itching got worse. It reminded me of the time where I ate considerable amount of chocolate and fell asleep, and woke up to many, many ants inside of my mouth, walking and biting. But this was a lot worse than that, as a feeling. So I coughed, more green and less red blood came out. The change was scary.
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?Feel anything yet,? the commander asked. He was nervous as well. I shook my head to left and right. I wasn?t feeling anything related to another location. Or maybe I was feeling it and just wasn?t aware of it. That scared me, so I tried to focus. Yet the itch proved it impossible.
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But minutes later, something happened. I started hearing, in a way I?ve never heard before. I heard myself, and others with me. The voice was inside my head, like thoughts, but not exactly thoughts. Like commands, in the shape of thoughts. I don?t know... Then, I started seeing the others, formed just like me. Looking at me, and each other, just like I was looking at them. We were aware of each other, we saw each other, but not with our eyes. Then I saw what they were talking about. One, big monster, inside of a body. It was the one calling to us and commanding us.
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?Where is it,? the commander asked. His soldiers were behind him, looking at me with interest. Except for the one I was linked to.
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?I... Dha...? Communicating got impossible for a moment. I was blind and deaf and unable to do anything. Then I could see the ones I was linked to even more clearly. Others were visible as well, and they were meant to be linked.
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I came back to my senses again. ?This way,? I pointed at the location I felt the queen, ?about a mile away.?
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Commander was fast to order. ?Let?s go. You, sit next to me and tell me where exactly it is. I?ll make sure you get the injection as soon as we know. Chuck, Bob and Mike; come with us in the back of the van. Others, get to the other van and follow us.
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I wanted to tell the commander of the other person I was linked to, but I couldn?t, my brain didn?t allow.
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The ride was horrible. I felt my connection grow stronger and my body, less and less able to fight it. At times, I felt like linking the commander as well, but my body fought back. Other times, I tried to tell him what was happening back there, but my link blocked me from doing so. My hearing and sight changed twice, leaving only the enemy and the linked, then changed back to the blurry state I was in quickly, before I turned the commander. Eventually, we were in the same street as the queen.
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?Where is it,? the commander asked again. The infection fought against it, but I managed to lift my hand to the place the queen was at. ?T... top,? I answered, barely. My head was burning and itching now.
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?Top floor??
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I nodded. He kept driving until we got to the front of the building.
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By the time we arrived, however, the back of the van was fully infected.
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As the commander stopped the car, the linked got out, one of them was going to turn the commander. Yet I couldn?t say anything.
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The commander put his hand on my shoulder gently, and said ?You did good. Wait a little, Mike?s got the injection.? I didn?t respond.
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He got out, and as one of the linked was going to link him with us, the other van arrived, and it changed its mind. The commander walked next to one of the linked, and said, ?Mike, give him the injection, make sure that he?s okay and then come with us. We?re going to take care of this.?
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Mike, who was now longer than he was before, responded as he would, then took the injection. The others were already getting inside of the three story building when he opened the door. I sensed that he tried harming me, but he was unavailable. He tried again, and he couldn?t. Our link wasn?t allowing it.
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I, first, heard gunshots, then some linked died. Then some joined us and gunshots stopped. Nobody around was there to suspect anything, because the whole block was linked.
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My hearing and sight changed again, for longer this time. I felt all the others linked thoroughly, commander and his other man were with us now. They were a part of us.
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Then my body fought back and I felt sick again, sicker this time. I was losing the battle. I had to do something before I was fully gone. I looked at Mike, the linked right outside the car. I got out, managing to stay on my feet somehow, then took the injection from Mike?s hand. He opened his mouth, and shrieked at me with its tentacles. He was furious that he couldn?t hurt me. I started walking towards the apartment, to end all of this.
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My entire body hurt, I was stretching. My mouth was burning and I was thirsty. The rain, now pouring like I?ve never seen before, hurt my skin. I felt the bones of my jaw loosen, almost melt. If I wanted to, I could open my mouth until my chin touched my neck, but I decided not to. I could feel the three disgusting tentacles forming in my throat. I could shriek, if I wanted to, but I decided not to. I entered the building, there was green blood on the floors, some linked were lying dead on the ground., no longer linked. Some were doing nothing, not yet, they weren?t ordered anything. One of them looked at me, and recognized me as its own. I did too. I kept going up and I saw a familiar face. The commander. He looked at me and recognized me as its own. Then, he got confused and gave me a device. I was confused for a moment, too, and I took the device. Then, I recognized him and he recognized me too. I kept climbing the stairs, I was going up, to the queen, unsure of why. I couldn?t remember any more.
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In front of the open door, was a grey cat. It looked at me, recognized me as one of its own, and got back inside, near the queen. I climbed the last stair, and looked inside. There were, as I could see and hear prior to this moment, many of us inside, all nested near the queen. Sleeping, and awake. The queen was sitting on a chair, slouching, with her turned back. She recognized me and looked at me. She was the old lady from the metro. At first, I wanted to kill myself, and other wanted me dead as well. All the linked wanted me dead. But then, I lost my sight and my hearing, only to gain it back in another way.
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At that point, I think I was fully one of them. Remember the times that I talked about my hearing and sight ?changing?? Well, I believe them to be my body giving up the battle completely, and me becoming just like the impostors. And then, I was one of the impostors. It is quite difficult to explain the feeling. Firstly, there was a gap inside my head, for the queen to fill it with a personal mission. Secondly, a concept of ?enemy? was in my head. Those not yet turned. I felt the strong urge to make everyone like me. Thridly, I felt myself even more linked. Like I didn?t only see the queen, I also saw every single linked. And there were many of us. Expanding. I could also recognize other linked as who they were, as individuals. I recognized the old cat lady, not only as the queen but also as the person she was. I recognized the commander and his man. I kept recognizing the people: people from work (except for some), people from the tennis club, and finally Sarah.
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When I saw Sarah, something happened. The doctor I talked to laughed when I told him that Sarah saved me, but it is true. Seeing her made me remember. My body fought back, one last time, with everything it got, and I was back to being conscious.
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Yet the queen didn?t like it. It angrily jumped on me, making us fall down, and opened its mouth. The old lady, unlike all the other impostors, had 4 of those tentacles and she grabbed my face with them. I could feel she was doing something to me, and I felt that death was only seconds away. Coincidentally, I felt the device I took from commander on my left hand. I started pressing the device from all angles I could reach, with only the sensation of touch, while also feeling inhumane amount of pain on my head. Then, to my luck, the device worked and every single creature in the room, including me and the queen, was shrieking in pain . I took this opportunity to use the syringe the right way, but to my surprise it was not in my right hand.
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I realized that I had dropped it when the lady jumped on me.
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With my left hand holding the device, and giving me unexplainable amount of pain, I searched desperately for the injection with my other hand. I tilted my head to the right, to see where the injection was but my well-formed tentacles, shaking around in pain, were keeping me from having clear vision.
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The moment I found the syringe was the moment the device went off. I quickly grabbed the syringe, and this time, as the old lady jumped back on me, I made sure I didn?t let go of my grip. The pain on my face was back and I was quickly losing consciousness. With my very last effort, I injected the syringe to her neck. She started shrieking in agony and rolling around. As everything was going dark, I remember hoping that it?d work.
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A while ago, I opened my eyes to see that I was in an hospital, owned by the company Pete works for. Sarah was there, waiting for me to open my eyes. God, I was so happy to see her.
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After a while, a doctor came and asked me what happened. I explained to him, thoroughly. Then when he left, commander came, thanked me for doing what I?ve done, promised to go out for a beer sometime, and left. Pete came, too, to check on me. He told me his part of the story (which was pretty exciting, to be honest, maybe I can convince him to tell his part one day), and I told him my part. He was quite surprised when I told him about the tall man I saw. He said that my description was the same as his boss, the guy who owns the company.
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After Pete left, I called the people I knew. Alice and Yusuf were okay, although they hadn?t remembered anything that happened (just like Sarah), and had sore throat (just like Sarah and I) and were sick. Others from work were also okay, some weren?t even sure why I called. But Tim... I couldn?t reach him and unfortunately I can only assume the worst...
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So... this is it I guess. You probably should stop worrying about your ten year olds and nephews. The situation seems to be over.
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Although, there?s this weird feeling I get when I look at the mirror. I think I may have gotten a little taller.


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