22 March 2124, Settlement 3451-B 45 miles East of New Chicago in the forested region of location once known as Cedar lake. Medical Unit moved in at 0900 hrs and began assessment of settlers health. 1100hrs patrol found and neutralized one large panther after it was seen skulking about the perimeter. Reports say the undead was neutralized before it saw the patrol and was brought to the medical unit for analysis. 1700 hrs perimeter alarms sounded after three settler patrols were devoured and the settlement was over ran... Similar instances of small groups of individuals also filed reports of attacks to the East of New Chicago... Log ended
"Subject has a rather large contusion on the right side of the liver .. And has an interesting separation in the inferior vena cava. It seems the Panthers diverge in the way their physiology functions in comparison to most of the other subjects I have analyzed... Click" Dr. Astrid Williams turned off the voice recorder and set it next to the autopsy table. She was dressed in a lab coat, gloves, goggles as well as a face shield as she ran an autopsy on a panther that the guards in the area around the infantile settlement had killed. She had requested all undead bodies be brought to her lab for analysis upon death. The body was tall over 6 feet long and skeletal in form, it's jaw was extended longer then a human's normally would; allowing the creature to literally bite the entire head with its powerful dead jaws. Its fingers were longer than normal and instead of nails sharp bony protrusions showed from the ends of the fingers. The fingers themselves were coated with the black blooded goo of the zombie allowing for instant infection upon even the smallest scratch.
Infection would kill within ten minutes if not faster, so Astrid had to take extreme measures to keep her blood and the zombies blood from mixing. Upon infection the individual would get an elevated fever, chills, horrible pain, convulsions, then sudden death followed by awakening as an undead. She had seen it happen many times, some criminals in New Chicago were sentenced to death by infection for research purposes, but for the most part the government only allowed such practices to continue in the outlying settlements. She herself was not one for such horrible inhuman acts, unfortunately in order to receive the ability to practice as a Physician for the government she had to witness the behaviour and the infection process. Her eyes trailed to the cloudy white eyes of the corpse as it stared up at the bright lights of the mobile med surge unit, and a shiver coursed through her thin frame. She slid the body over to the large freezer units the government had supplied her and pushed the body into the locker shutting the door and locking it.
She then went about cleaning herself and every surface in the Positive pressure military medical unit. It was a full hospital mobile in every way able to be taken apart and put back together at any time in any place. They had been sent to this settlement in order to perform health exams on the settlers. A rather nasty flu had come through and killed about 10% of the population which was criminal considering how many years the government went into training them. Her eyes trailed back to the freezer and she frowned, something was odd about this... there shouldn't have been zombies in this area, and the fact that a panther had been shot in broad daylight made her wonder why. Panther's were notorious for tactical intelligence, they hunted in packs, and were stealthier then most humans could ever hope to be... but for some reason this one had just let itself be shot. She wondered if it was faulty somehow, but quickly shook her head and took the blood and tissue samples she had collected from the room. She locked the room behind her and travelled down the narrow hallway the sound of fans droned through the entire modular complex. She nodded to one of the other nurses as she heard the scream of sirens.
She hoped it was a drill though fear crept into her consciousness as she saw one of the government armed escorts sprint down the hall past her carrying a rifle and looked fear stricken. Her breath caught in her throat as she quickly turned around and went back in the morgue. She went in and grabbed her Colt .45 from the drawer slipping the magazine out, inspecting the rounds then slamming it back in place and flipping the safety off. She was refined, beautiful, and professional it seemed wrong for such a woman to be proficient with weaponry the way she obviously was. Though in this world.. one couldn't afford to not know how to use any weapon available to them.