When they got back to the hotel, Dante said he was going to take a shower. Benjamin called Lydia to see how she was doing. When she didn’t answer on the first try he got a little nervous. Images of the John Doe flashed into his mind.
“Hello.” She said out of breath “Hey, where were you?” “I was downstairs in the kitchen and I left my phone in my room.” “Okay, so how was your day?”
“It was fine, I did some laundry, made some killer tacos and now I’m just going to watch some movies.” “Sounds like fun.” The conversation grew quiet. He didn’t know what to say to her. “Dad, are you okay?”
He had to lie to her. He couldn’t tell her about what was going on. Not that Benjamin thought she would run and tell all her friends about the dead not dead guy, but he couldn’t even bring myself to say it. “Yeah sweetie, I’m just tired.”
If she were in front of him she would know he was lying. She gets the human lie detector ability from her mother. He wondered if she could maybe even detect it through the phone. “Okay, well I’ll let you go then.”
“Okay sweetie, I love you.” “I love you too, oh and Dad hurry home.”
Lydia just completely lied to her father. She invited her friend Isaac over to the house to watch some horror movies and eat popcorn. Lydia knew her dad had enough to deal with, besides he didn’t need to worry about her and Isaac, they were just friends.
Isaac came down the stairs and grabbed the bowl of popcorn from her, “Hey, you okay?” he asked Lydia nodded, “Yeah I’m fine, let’s keep watching the movie.”
When Benjamin got off the phone with Lydia it left a sour taste in his mouth, he didn’t like lying to her. He should have told her what was going on and that there was a real possibility that it was going on elsewhere.
“Everything okay?” Dante asked as he came into the room in a towel. “I just lied to Lydia. I know I have to but, I don’t like it.” Dante sat down on his bed with his legs spread wide. Benjamin grabbed the pillow and held it there until he got the hint and crossed his legs.
“Whoops, sorry about that. Well what do you think would have happened if you told her the truth?” “She would have asked me to send her pictures.” “Really?” He nodded, “Yeah she’s really into forensics and the human body. Kind of morbid but that’s Lydia.”
Dante smiled, “Nice, well I think lying to her right now is the best thing. Until we can figure out for sure what’s going on.” “Speaking of which, Benjamin reached into his bag and dug out the blood sample, we may not be able to test many things but we can record what we know about the blood sample.”
Dante took the sample and raised it to the light, “Besides the fact that it looks disgusting, I have never seen blood coagulate that fast, have you?” He shook his head, “I’ve never seen it happen to a dead person’s blood either.”
Benjamin took the vial from Dante and sat it down on the table. Once Dante was dressed Benjamin had him make a writing log about the blood in the vial. “It’s the consistency of tar, Benjamin said moving it around in the tube, it’s not quite black, it has some blue hues to it.”
“Does either of us want to smell it?” He shook his head, “The pathogen might be in the blood and if it’s airborne…” “We’re screwed, got it. So oxygenated blood is red and de oxygenated blood is dark red, then what the hell is in that tube?”
“Maybe it’s not blood.” Benjamin said. He got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom. He opened up all the cabinets and searched for a first aid kit. Inside was a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. Benjamin grabbed it and brought it into the room.
He grabbed some gloves and masks out of the medical bag, “Here put these on.” Dante put on the gloves and mask, “What are you doing?” Benjamin carefully opened the vial, put some hydrogen peroxide in and shut it.
“If this is blood it will foam up, if not than the pathogen might not be airborne. It may be a blood to whatever the hell this is contact virus.” He sat the vial down and watched the hydrogen peroxide pool at the top of the vial then be sucked down to the bottom.
“Did that stuff just absorb the hydrogen?” “It did and it didn’t foam up so it’s not blood.” His phone rang which brought Benjamin back to the real world where nothing made sense. He grabbed it off the nightstand and answered it,
“Ben, it’s Robert, I need you to come back to the hospital right away.”
“Why what’s wrong?”
“The body from the morgue is gone.”
“Gone…what the hell do you mean it’s gone?”
“What’s gone?” Dante asked.
He shushed him and stood up, “The body in the morgue is gone; they’ve evacuated the first two floors of the hospital. They think it’s still here.” “What about homeland security? How are we going to get back in?”
“I’ve got a plan, take a cab and call me when you’ve pulled up.” Robert said. Before he could ask any other questions Robert hung up. Benjamin put on his shoes, grabbed his bag and the blood sample off the table. “Grab your kit, we’re going back to the hospital.”