George Greene

George had always seen himself as a good father. Even though he had help raising his children he did in a way did it on his own. Despite what his eldest son Alex has to say. He would stay up late to go to work and get up early to make them breakfast. Just to see them off to school and go back to work once more. His only breaks were on the weakened and even that was rare. He hates to admit it but he never saw his children perform in after school activities. But would send one of his officers to cheer them on. George understands it's not the same when he's not around. But at least they weren't alone. Even for a small town like Georgia, Texas there's still a lot of activity. Especially this week. He didn’t know then but the end was surely near.

Georgia,Texas like everywhere else started to experience some sort of flu. Unlike the common cold this was very contagious. To a point where the town had to be quarantined. George took the orders and sealed the town people from leaving the area. Keeping his mean on duty. Only those who had to work while those who did not stayed at home. This took a toll not only to the people but his family as well. He had to leave his kids at home while he worked. George supposed it wasn’t really different but the idea that his children were forced to stay was sickening especially since he tried to get his youngest out. Since he rarely goes out anymore. As weeks turned into months it seemed that whatever contagion there was had gone. No more reports seemed to be coming out. Still there was percussion for the town's safety. The schools were still not yet open and some businesses stayed closed. So a lot of the town threw parties to keep themselves entertained.

Everyone but George and his men took a break. Even though the town was clear it seemed that sickness seemed to have mutated somehow. Like before reports from other countries had occurred. That the sick began to act insane. They would freeze in a spot and stare into space. Their nose will bleed as they begin to say random fraze. No one knew what was going on. George was pleased on the matter of what had happened to the next door counties. But at least it didn’t happen to him. So even if the world was coming to an end George would still go home to see his boys.

He was still dressed in his uniform when he came home late at night. He saw the mess on the floor and food still on the table. He knew NIckolas would have made him a plate as he tried to wait for him to get back home. So it made him happy to see his son laying on the sofa. He was covered up by his bed sheet. Probably Alex. He smiled to himself as he still remembered how the boy used to beg to stay up late. He finally decided to let him sleep. He took his plate his son had made and couldn’t help but laugh when he saw two slices of pizza. “Of course,” he says. He knew he couldn’t say anything since Alex was definitely the one who ordered it. But knowing his son he knew he loved to eat the cold slices for breakfast. So, he fought his hunger and put the slices back in the fridge.

He decided to go take a shower and go straight to bed. He took off his radio and hanged it by the door. Where he always put it. Along with his keys and badge number. He went to the shower and began to undress. He took a showere trying to wash the day away. He knew he would only have a few hours of sleep. But then he remembered it was the weekend. George sighed knowing he would be able to sleep longer hours. When he was done the mirror had fogged and the room was covered in steam. George dried himself and got dressed before dropping dead.