After some time, Mike entered the room with a tray of food. He went to my bed and, placing the tray near me, sat down on the edge of the bed. On a tray in a small cup was apparently a chicken broth, next to the cup were two slices of bread, 2 sweets and a small mug with tea. I got up and took a spoon. Mike put the mug on the table next to the bed and put the tray on my feet. I started to eat. At first, the hands trembled, but with each spoon of the broth, strength was increased and when the broth ran out, I was almost normal. Then I drank tea and ate both sweets. As soon as I finished eating, Mike took the tray away. I had to take a shower and so I started to get up. When I got up, Ian stood next to me in case of anything, but it was not needed. Then he took me to the shower and left. I took a shower and completely returned to normal, or rather, my body returned to normal, and my soul was still bad. The next day we buried our parents. Almost all of our relatives came to the funeral, which I was somewhat surprised at. A few days after the funeral, everyone parted. The Ian family also left, only Ian stayed so that I would not be lonely, but he would be calmer. Yes, I didn’t want him to leave. I spent all day in the house. I either sat silently in the room, or cried with my parents in the room, or we talked with Ian about the parents. So two weeks passed. Then we began to walk around the forest. There I felt better. When I was in the forest, it seemed to me that everything was as before. Now I will come home, and there my parents are waiting for me. But when I returned, my parents were gone and I wanted to cry again. A week later, Ian brought me to his home, because at home I could hardly help but cry, but when I moved to Yen I felt a little better and there I no longer cried, at least so often. After a couple of weeks, I fully adapted and was already free to move around the house. That day I went to the lab to Mike, who was a scientist. The yen was not at home that day; he went hunting.
-Hello. - I said when I entered.
-Hi, do you need anything? - asked Mike.
-No, just Ian is not, and I don’t know what to do.
-Clear.
- Why is it so stuffy here? I asked.
- Now I’ll open the window. - He said and opened the window. - That's better?
-Yes. For a lot.
-Oh well.
-And what are you doing now?
- I'm trying to find a cure for one virus.
-What kind of virus?
- This virus causes a mutation in animal and human cells. I have not yet determined how it penetrates the inside, but after it penetrates the body, the cells begin to mutate and at first the person is well, or the animal becomes more active, then, on the contrary, they have almost no strength, and then once fall asleep and die in a dream.
-This is terrible.
-Yes, I'm trying to find a cure for this disease, but first I need to properly study this virus, which I am doing now.
-Clear.
-I `ll leave for a while?
-Yes of course.
And Mike left. I began to examine various cones and test tubes and one of the test tubes interested me. It contained some kind of red liquid that looked a bit like blood diluted with water. I lifted the test tube to better see it in the light, but as soon as I lifted it, a window popped from a light gust of wind, which made me frightened, and the test tube slipped out of my hands and broke. Mike, heard something crash, and after a couple of seconds was already in the laboratory.
-What happened? - Mike asked when he came in and saw me picking up fragments. I looked at him.
- I accidentally broke a test tube. I'm sorry.
-There is nothing.
-And what was it in her?
- It was contaminated human blood. Nothing, I still have one.
Mike helped me collect the fragments and, picking up the fragments that were in my hands, threw them into the bin.
- You need to be careful with this because you are a person and you can become infected. By the way, Ian and Karl returned there.
-Sorry. - Finally, I said and went out.
I went down to the first floor, almost the whole family was already there.
-Lila, hi. - Ian told me.
-Hello. I said and hugged him.
-What happened? Are you scared of something?
- No, I just missed you.
-Oh well.
Then we went to Ian’s room, where I already lived. We sat on the bed and began to talk. During the conversation, I very often scratched my ring finger.
-What's the matter? Ian asked as I scratched my finger again.
- Probably a glass hit.
-Glass? Let me see. He said and took my hand.
“Shortly before you arrived, I accidentally broke a test tube in Mike’s lab.”
- The glass went too deep; if you hadn't scratched your finger, it would have been easier to get it. And what was the test tube with?
-With infected blood.
-What?
-So what?
- Let's go to Mike. - He said, even too, seriously, he.
-What for?
-You could get infected from this glass.
-But I feel good right now. Didn't Mike tell you that there was a surge of strength first and then death?
-Well, he said.
-Need to check.
-Okay, let's go.
We went to the lab.