The strong afternoon sunshine penetrated through the still trees scorching his skin as he walked through a narrow path from the hospital. It had generous, blinding rays that distorted his vision making everything appear blurry as his future seemed at that moment.
"I am sorry Clay but your blood is infected by the virus. But there is hope...” Those words kept playing over and over through his mind bringing with them a shattering discovery, which he did not want to believe. They drained energy from his body as if someone had pulled out his life plug.