The Life and Times of Agent Sot; Chapter 8: The Dog Days

By: Zachary Rosen '16

      “What do you mean that was Victor Martinez?!” Ms. Sot tears some fabric from her sleeve and makes a tourniquet with it. In a few moments the bleeding stops. 

      Klein hands her a vial and a needle. “He didn’t bite you or anything?” Sot shakes her head. “This will prevent you from getting rabies or anything like what infected him.” Gritting her teeth, Sot stabs into her stomach and breathes in. She looks at Klein expectantly. “There is an unexplainable rash of outbreaks amongst the wrestling team. They’re all turning into werewolves. We think it’s pathogenic. That vial should prevent you from being infected.”

      “How is that even possible?"

      “It’s probably a top secret, fast acting retro-viral enhancement created by the French Secret Service for biological warfare. An unnamed agent passed it along to us during the French Exchange. It’s been hidden in a high security refrigeration unit in the Chemistry department for use during the Severn-Saints game. The unit was compromised and passed onto a member of the wrestling team, who in turn spread it from person to person. There were seven infected total. Using an emergency cure, we’ve been able to secretly take out four of them. Victor, Tyler Perreten, and Jordan Leiken are still out roaming the halls.” Klein takes out his cellphone, which starts to beep. “I got a tracking device on Victor. He’s in the Creeden Commons. We better head out.

      “Is it really safe that there is a trio of werewolves roaming the halls and the students don’t know?”

      “They didn’t know when the History and English departments accidentally started a nuclear war, but that turned out ok.”

      “Isn’t that what really happened at Chernobyl!?” 

     “Touché. Let’s go.” The two start sprinting and in minutes they are in the Creeden Commons, all but abandoned except for a violent canine thrashing in the center. Klein pulls a fog gun out of his coat and the barrel starts to spin.