Kelly sighed, the current events unraveling in Galiavan were becoming dier by the day. She tossed the medical files onto her desk and took a long drag from her cig. She glared at the names of the patients who become 'Undead', or as the government liked to say: 'sick'. "Sick people don't get up and eat the living-or infest the world in a matter of months." she thought grimly, blowing out a large smoke ring. She closed her eyes into a disgusted scowl. "Assholes..." she breathed out.