James Benson stood up slowly as he steered at his beloved son. His face twisted with surprise, the papers falling from his hands, and the honest tears escaping his eyes. I too stood there, my heart heavy, my tears that were sincere, and my worries about my dad laid to rest. Then I broke the silence by sprinting towards him and embracing him. He stood still, so shocked to move. But both of us were crying, because our fears were finally laid to rest.
     " Joe?", dad said as he looked at me, still disbelieving that it was really me.
     " Its me dad", I replied, smiling," Its really me. And I'm glad to see you".
     " I'm glad to see you too Joe. What happened to you Joe?".
     " A lot really happened dad. They are pretty much to be precise".
     " Really Joe? That's good. You're always have some unique adventures out there. I've been stuck here trying to find the solution to this problem".
     " Ok. Umm, dad, there's something I've got to tell you".
     " And what is it Joe?", he said as he released himself from my embrace and stared at my face.
     " Project M was never going to work dad".
     He looked at me as if I had just defeated him in a frustrating game of chess. He stepped back and went back to the corner where I had saw him earlier.
     " What's wrong with what I said dad?", I asked, knowing that I must have hurt his feelings.
     " So you are saying that Project M was a mistake?", he asked without looking at me.
     " I'm sorry dad, but its true. I had a dream dad, where Max blamed us for destroying mankind".
     " You of all people know that Max is dead and buried, forgotten in the grave".
     " But not in my mind. He still lives dad. I have come to realise that this Project was wrong. Or maybe, it was just an accident".
     " It wasn't an accident!", he shouted at me, his eyes burning in anger.
     I was startled at my dad's response. He suddenly looked like someone angry and was looking at the cause of his anger. Someone who had been talking calmly to his son was now having negative emotions towards him.
     " What do you mean dad?", I asked, looking a bit afraid.
     " That experiment would have been successful. But someone wanted it to go wrong. I have been studying, hoping to finally perfect it. If only it had work as I had planned! The world wouldn't have turned into a zombie arena for innocent people to die. And Ana wouldn't have been the cause of the mutation outbreak".
     His words startled me. Ana, my beloved wife, who had saved Lucas from that accident, was now on the loose. The virus had destroyed my family, and not only that, had rendered the world a living hell. The zombies, as Erik called them, since most of them looked mindless, had been a result from that experimental failure. Yet even when I checked Ana after the accident, the computer read no signs of infections in her. And being ignorant, I carried her back home, which I never knew would result to this apocalypse.
     " This has nothing to do with Ana. The system malfunctioned and the experiment wasn't going to work dad".
     " Shut up!", he shouted, his voice threatening," Just shut up fool. It wasn't an accident, someone planned this and made sure I failed. I checked the data, checked for corrections, and found out that I've been correct. Lucas was a fool to have fired me from my post. If you could review it, you too would see, you too would see!", he returned, tears falling from his eyes. Then he gave a short metallic laugh.
     This frightened me a lot. What was going on?, I thought, why did he suddenly laughed like a lunatic?
     His voice came up again," That experiment was meant for evolving Humans into superhumans. I had to test it on animals to be sure, because I knew it would be disastrous in human. That bastard who ruined my plan is behind this problems we are facing. Hahaha", he laughed, again with the metallic tone.
     He continued," However, before this outbreak ever begun, I made some chemicals years ago, which where to be of resistance to the virus. Only me and you have it Joe. But I was watched, followed and eventually...",another laugh," Was struck upon and eventually I lost mine Joe. Can you imagine Joe?", he laughed hysterically.
     " Enough!", I said, being fed up with his laugh," What did you call them dad?".
     He didn't respond to my question. Instead, he began to ravage like a madman, shouting and tearing his shirt off.
     " I knew it Joe! I knew it!", he screamed, jumping here and there," I finally figured out who is responsible for all this havoc. His name is Lu... Lu... Lu...".
     He gave a wild cry, and at that moment he stared at me, looking bloodthirsty. He breathed heavily and he was mutating into a zombie! I didn't need anyone to tell me he was infected, but I really needed someone to shoot him, because I was reluctant to do so to my dad.
     " Shoot me Joe!", he cried out, his eyes hungry for my blood," Don't let me kill you. Shoot me you fool! Do it!".
     I held the gun high, and with regrets and tears, pulled the trigger.