There?s been a chemical spilling in my area and now people in town went bat**** crazy, myself included.

It happened two days ago. There?s a military facility outside of town and I think that?s what caused it. People have been talking for so long about how strange things happen at night over there. Some of them even said that they saw things out in the woods at night. Things of evil, unholy, that shouldn?t exist.
And I think I might just start to believe them.
My name?s Mason and I?m the owner of a grocery store here in town. Lots of people come in to buy the stuff they need for them and their families. Being the friendly guy that I am I always talk to them and some of them even tell me stories about that military lab or whatever it is.
There was this guy named Earl, he?s the town?s greatest conspiracy theorist and he liked to talk a lot about crazy things. On Wednesdays, at noon, he always came to the store wearing a tin-foil hat. He said that aliens are listening and the military was always after him because he knew a lot of secret stuff.
He claimed he snuck up inside the facility once and what he saw there was out of this world. He said he witnessed paranormal activities taking place, shapeshifters, werewolves, remote mind control programs, you name it. The whole shebang.
However, that thing is not only heavily guarded day and night, there is no way to approach it, to get near it, or to infiltrate it but is also dangerous to be around it. They even posted a sign saying ?Trespassers will be detained?.
That wasn?t serious enough for some crazy dudes who tried to breach the premises one night. They were sort of like Earl but more inexperienced. While Earl was your notorious conspiracy nutjob, these dudes were just some thrillseekers who probably wanted to do it just for fun.
There was a fuss in town the next day about the incident. People said they were caught after a three-mile pursuit and the military used warning shots to make them stop. The official version is that they were fined and held in custody and were to be sentenced to six months in jail, the maximum penalty for that felony.
However, the incident was more than a year ago and no one ever saw them again. It made me wonder what the ?detained? word on that sign meant.
No one knows what?s going on up there. Sometimes soldiers or military staff come in for shopping and I asked one of them once what it is they do there and the answer I got was pretty simple and convincing, ?Ask that one more time and your store will be shut down immediately,? the soldier said while he handed me a five-dollar bill for his pack of smokes.
The store was in my family for four generations and I didn?t want to lose my main source of income so I decided that the wisest thing to do was to keep my goddamn mouth shut. I knew better than to ask questions that didn?t have rational answers and I also knew they?ve been doing creepy-ass things over there.
On top of that, I was just your average Joe. Went to college, came back to town, and started running the family business as many Americans do.
Anyway, enough of that. Let me tell you what the **** happened around here.
Two days ago people started getting sick. The town?s hospital reached full capacity in a matter of hours. The symptoms were different for each individual and no one knew what caused it. They started coming in with headaches, violent coughs, vomiting blood, stomach aches, you name it. It was bad, very bad.
I was in the store when Earl came barging in trying to warn us all not to drink the water because it was contaminated. The military dumped an unknown substance in the town?s water supply to experiment on us, using us as guinea pigs. People would start dying soon.
Dying or worse.
I rolled my eyes and thought that this was another one of his crazy theories. It was then when he started vomiting right in front of me. A black thick goo spurted out of his mouth while blood gushed out of his ears and onto the floor.
Then he stopped vomiting and he started chewing on his fingers, ripping off his fingernails one by one. I tried to stop him but couldn?t. He fell down and started convulsing violently, foaming at the mouth and his eyes turned to grey almost instantaneously. He died right after.
Everyone in the store started panicking and chaos soon ensued. They started running outside, colliding with the shelves when they did so. I tried calling 911 but the call was disconnected as soon as I ended the call, that?s when I felt things were very wrong.
The store quickly emptied, the ten or so customers stormed out in a panic leaving me with a dead body inside.
I looked at Earl lying in a pool of black vomit and in a blood that was colored a sickly hue of crimson with pearly white lines in it. Then he started convulsing again and I saw the skin on his arms moving and twitching like something was crawling under it.
It burst open and large black worms appeared and started sucking on his skin. I saw a couple of them at first, then more came out of his mouth and ears. His head exploded to reveal a large mutated sort of leech hissing and flailing its three heads. It rapidly got out and started to charge me.
It wanted to jump at my face but I ducked and it hit the window behind me. Before it got a chance to turn around I repeatedly stomped and squished it until it was nothing but a mess of black gelatinous melange of insides and blood, its texture reminding me of crushed blueberries.
Crazy Earl was right after all, may God rest his soul.
It was then when I remembered. I drank a glass of tap water that morning.
I think I never panicked like that before in my life. It felt like all the world came crashing down and what I once knew swiftly left me. I was making scenarios in my head asking myself if I?d end up like Earl over there on the floor, his remains lying in his own vomit and blood.
What if those things were inside me, what would I do then? And would I be able to save myself?
I heard an uproar in the street and I came back to my senses. I took my gun, a sawed-off shotgun, from under the counter and wanted to go out. I keep it for security purposes, you can never know when a crazy guy can come up inside wanting to rob the place.
It never happened before and honestly I never thought I?d ever use it. Certainly not for an event like this.
Call me paranoid but I just wanna be safe.
I glanced outside and saw people running around like crazy. They were chasing one another, fighting each other and some of them were biting, chewing, and dismembering those unlucky bastards who never got a chance to make a run for it. They were acting like beasts, like rabid dogs.
I saw a guy with a giant leech flailing its three heads around in a demented fashion right where his head should?ve been. He tried attacking an old man and that?s when he was shot down by the military who came into the city in their Humvees.
One of the soldiers announced through a megaphone that all houses would be inspected and those found infected would be taken to the facility for further study. Then they started blasting again, killing probably twenty, hell maybe thirty people who were acting strange.
Killed them right there like they were ****ing animals. Holy ****, this was bad. Very bad.
Gripping tight on my gun, I saw a soldier trying to come in the store but I locked it after all the customer panic. He saw me and told me to open up and so I did. I didn?t want to draw unwanted attention because I knew I?d be dead meat as soon as they came in.
The soldier, a thin man, asked me if I knew what happened and If I?m alright, upon seeing Earl?s body on the floor. I said I didn?t know and I was attacked by the guy and he replied that all was under control and there are people in town who are not well. The military would round us all up and take us for further testing and then let us go home safe and sound if we were to be okay.
He also said that the entire city is on military lockdown until further notice and that incident will be contained shortly and things will get back to normal.
No ****ing way, I thought. I mean I like to comply with every safety measure but seeing this **** happen made me terrified and I decided that I should stick with my very own judgment on this one. As bad as it might?ve been.
It felt like it was kill or be killed because **** hit the fan real quick.
The soldier invited me to come with him which I refused. I told him that I was fine, that I just wanna live in peace and make sure that I was alive after all this **** would end.
?Sir, you need to come with me, or else you?ll be detained,? he said.
?Yeah, right. I know what ?detained? really means, you ****ing *******,? I replied, cocking my gun and blasting it straight into his face. He fell flat on the floor, joining Earl in death. His face was a mess of bone and flesh and not even the best puzzle solver in the world would have been able to put it back together.
Yeah, I know. I said I didn?t want to draw unwanted attention. I freaked out and shot the guy because I was scared. **** happens. Luckily, no one came into the store and so I decided to go out the back and sneak up through town to see what the situation was.
Nah, scratch that. I had an old cabin in the woods, one that my grandfather built back in the day. It was away from prying eyes and very hard to find. So, I?d first go home to pack clothes and then off to the cabin where I?d stay until this **** was over.
I took supplies from the store (I?d pay for them later when ?IF- things got back to normal), you know, food, water, some freshly squeezed orange juice, potatoes, meats, the whole thing. With everything else I had at my house, I calculated it will last me probably three weeks, a month tops if I rationed it properly.
I locked the store both front and back and quickly went home, packed everything in under thirty minutes, loaded it in the car, and off I went to the cabin. Right before leaving, I started hearing heavy gunshots like a firing squad just got in town to exterminate everyone.
****, I didn?t wanna die. I hit the pedal to the metal and off I went. I was already scared as it was. On my way there I started feeling a burning sensation in my eyes, like when you watch the sun for far too long. I started heating up and I assumed that I was about to die a slow and painful death.
I felt a tickling sensation all over my skin like spiders were crawling on me and I couldn?t catch them. There was a loud buzzing sound in my ears as well.
I got there just in time to lock myself inside, never giving myself the chance to get out if I were to turn into one of those monstrous things.
Then I saw something crawling under my skin and that?s when I lost it for a couple of seconds. I went into the kitchenette and got a knife and started carving my arms until I got it out. I slit my forearm first and got one of those ****ers out, blood pouring down on the wooden floor. Then I got one out of my leg as well, right on my left quadriceps. You know how ****ing bad it hurts when you cut your ****ing flesh, especially if it?s on your leg? I didn?t know it either but let me tell it hurts like ****ing hell.
I got another one out. And another one from my left forearm. One more from under my lower abs.
I was a ****ing mess. Panting heavily, sight blurry, I thought that was the end of me. I?ve always been lucky, so I just prayed I?d survive.
This happened yesterday.
I cleaned each wound, patched it up and I felt better this morning.
But I felt a peculiar sensation in my left eye, so I went to the bathroom to see if anything was wrong. It was all red, bloodshot and I saw little white things, like worms, swimming behind my retina.
I quickly went to the kitchenette again and grabbed a teaspoon?
In a fit of rage, I scooped out my eye, screaming in pain while doing so. Behind it, I found another one of those ****ing leeches.
Was it the last one? Was it trying to go up to my brain to grow into one of those three-headed giant leeches?
I?ll be damned if I knew. After calming myself down, I patched my eye as well and now it?s just an empty black hole.
I don?t know if that was the last leech. All I know is two things. First is that I?ll try cutting every single one of that ****ers out of my skin and if I feel I can?t do it anymore, I have my shotgun with me. I?ll blow my brains out before the leeches get me.
I was infected, hell, maybe I still am.
I have hope, though. I have hope that I?ll live through this and that they won?t claim my other eye as well.
Don?t believe what the government tells you. They create problems only to come and act like a goddamn savior in solving them. Like a ****ing messiah.
I hope I?ll live through this.


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