The poor _pigeons_ sat in their cages. Waiting for their fate. For they already watched half of their friends taken by the humans in the long white coats.

These pigeons had spent their lives flying through the skies but, at last, their time had come. One lady with _nutmeg _hair stepped into the room and reached in to grab one of the birds. It screamed and strangled but in the end the girl wrapped her hands around its wings, and the pigeon new that it would never use them again.

As the ladies heels clicked down the long gray hallway, the pigeon chirped and swiveled its head. It rustled its feathers as it entered a huge room with machinery and big glass windows.

It was passed from hand to hand and every time fear grew in its heart.

Finally it was placed on a small roost sitting above a large table. It’s small talons were zip-tied down and as much as the bird struggled it was never able to break free.

A tall man walked over with a sharp needle in hand, his entire body was covered in white fabric. A giant helmet sat on his head covering his face. But the pigeon saw him smile as the sharp needle was stabbed into his neck.

The bird felt immediately tired, but then he felt angry. A sense to kill took him over and the harmlesss bird began to aggressively bite at the zip-ties holding him down.

Someone over the speakers told the man to leave, but the poor doctor stayed put. Only showing signs of interest, until the bird was free. Then he was scared as the pigeon lunged at him and started to attack. Pecking at the lab coat and thick white cloth until he got through. The bird tore at the man’s skin and pulled at his hair.

Through those bites, the infection only spread. Pretty soon the man was just as insane. Pounding at the door and barring his teeth. Finally he broke through the glass and just as the bird had, he attacked his fellow scientists.

At the bottom of the earth, deep in the heart of _Antarctica, _scientists made the mistake of choosing the wrong bird. A bird with a certain gene that simply responded differently to the treatment then others. But the infection spread, and now the world lives in fear, because of a little bird with a short temper.