No one knows how it started. Domestic animals began to go wild, reverting to their primal states and lashing out at their owners. Felicia Owens, CDC scientist in Los Angeles, was attacked out of the blue by her cat. Now, Felicia is fighting bouts of irritability, anger, and outright primal rage. When others begin acting in a similar way, Felicia realizes that she needs to figure out what’s going on and how to cure it before it’s too late. Maybe it already is.

Primal Instincts

“This isn’t totally ominous.” Kirk muttered. 


“Ssh!” Felicia hissed. “Just make sure that you’ve got everything ready.” She handed Kirk the flashlight before she slowly walked forward, crouching down a bit. “Hey there, buddy.” 


Felicia was trying to have a friendly, non-violent demeanour and stance, but to Kirk, she looked more like a predator getting ready to pounce on their prey. 


Peaches got ready to attack, but Felicia moved first. She leaped onto the dog, and they rolled around on the floor, each of them trying to get the upper hand. 


Felicia knew that a bite from an animal as large as a Rottweiler could mean death, which just made the battle that much more harrowing. She finally got Peaches pinned to the ground, and she pushed her hands down on Peaches’ head, the rest of her body trying to lay on Peaches so that he couldn’t claw either herself or Kirk. 


Kirk ran forward, but he tripped over his feet and dropped the syringe. “Shit!” 


Chapter 17