October 4, 2025 • 43 mins
Halloween turns an urban legend into a living nightmare.
This scary, feature-length horror story follows a dying teen who enters an experimental trial—then a violent assault twists a cure into something new. The whispers name her AIDS Mary, a lipstick-leaving shadow who walks frat houses and midnight streets, where mirrors fog with warningsand victims fade in days.
If you crave Halloween horror stories and spooky stories with mature themes, this one hits like a rumor you wish you’d never heard—part urban legend, part revenge, and all dread. Built for spooky seasonlisteners who want long, immersive chills with real-world bite, it’s a tense, tragic spiral you won’t shake off by morning.
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AIDS Mary: Patient Zero — by Rob Fields
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👨💼 Executive Producers: Rob Fields, Bobbletopia.com
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This scary, feature-length horror story follows a dying teen who enters an experimental trial—then a violent assault twists a cure into something new. The whispers name her AIDS Mary, a lipstick-leaving shadow who walks frat houses and midnight streets, where mirrors fog with warningsand victims fade in days.
If you crave Halloween horror stories and spooky stories with mature themes, this one hits like a rumor you wish you’d never heard—part urban legend, part revenge, and all dread. Built for spooky seasonlisteners who want long, immersive chills with real-world bite, it’s a tense, tragic spiral you won’t shake off by morning.
Night four of 31 shows in 31 days—subscribe now for a new scare every single day this October.
AIDS Mary: Patient Zero — by Rob Fields
🎧 LISTEN NOW and subscribe for spine-tingling horror stories every week!
🎉 Unlock exclusive bonus episodes and support the show on Patreon!
👉 WeeklySpooky.com/Join
📬 Contact Us / Submit Your Horror Story!
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🎵 Music by Ray Mattis 👉 Check out Ray’s incredible work here !
👨💼 Executive Producers: Rob Fields, Bobbletopia.com
🎥 Produced by: Daniel Wilder
🌐 Explore more terrifying tales at: WeeklySpooky.com
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
A princess costume, a stolen key card, a mirror fogged
with breath. Five days. That's all it takes. When the
laboratory's cure twists into something new, the girl they hurt
walks free, leaving a crimson message that strikes fear into man.
Speaker 2 (00:25):
There's a shill in the air. Must befall? Join me
for a Tale of Halloween. You will experience tales over ghosts,
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and damn it is not recommended for the week at heart.
Join me for a Tale of oul is weekly Spooky.
Speaker 1 (01:14):
Hello, my spookies, It's Saturday, the fourth day of Spooky Season,
and I'm your host and narrator, Enrique Kuta, here to
bring you a chilling tale to make sure you're in
the spirit of the season. Tonight's story is all about
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strange turns of fate and revenge. But before we get
to that, I want to say thank you so much
for joining us during the spooky season. We're happy to
bring you something scary every single day in October. In fact,
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As for tonight, what if the cure that saved your
life took the rest of it away? A research lab
with locked doors, promise of tomorrow and a secret that
should have stayed buried When Halloween comes to Strickfield, a
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girl in a crown steps out of the darkness, and
some warnings are not meant to be read in time
to save you. So get cozy as we bring you
this urban legend reimagining for your spooky season. After this
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aids Mary, patient zero by Rob Fields seven years ago,
cancer Seriously where does it come from? Has it plagued
life as we know it since the days of the Bible?
All I knew was cancer ran in my family for
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as long as I could remember. I had a grandparent
on each of my parents sides that had it and died.
Last year, I lost my mom to uterine cancer. Dad
got prostate cancer but was saved through surgery. He's still
cancer free today. I kept wondering how long it would
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be before cancer would finally catch up to me. Unfortunately,
I got my answer when I just turned eighteen and
was diagnosed with both breast and uterine cancer. Clearly, both
of my cancers were killing me, since they had progressed
that quickly to where surgery or chemotherapy couldn't save me,
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and I wasn't even out of high school. Knowing my
days were numbered, Dad did everything he could for me.
He even took me on a few vacations. I didn't
want to die, but at least i'd do it on
my own time. I think I just accepted my situation
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and was living every day like it was my last.
At least i'd go knowing Dad was there with me.
Then one day Dad came home with news that changed everything.
He was reading the newspaper at Miran Technologies where he
was working, and saw his own place of employment had
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created a possible cancer cure. They were conducting a study
and were looking for willing participants. Dad talked to his
boss and told him about me. I won't force you
to go if you don't want to, Mary, he said,
but I got you a spot in the study. I
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wasn't expecting anything, but I wanted to live, and so
did Dad. Now Here I am. I've been living here
at Miran Technologies for almost two months now. It's getting
close to Halloween weekend. I've been getting injections and undergoing tests.
I get free room and board and all the comforts
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of home here. Also, Dad and my friends can come
and see me during my off time. The only other
downside to being a guinea pig is I ain't allowed
to leave here without supervision. Unfortunately, Dad alone don't count.
One of the doctors here has to accompany me. As
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much as I hate not being allowed to leave, I
can't be too ungrateful. To date, the anti cancer g
treatments have both stopped and killed my breast cancer continued testing.
Said I'm cancer free. There, I did have to get
breast surgery anyway to repair the damaged tissues and remove
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the dead growths. In the process. The technicians us used
their advanced medical techniques to rebuild my inner breasts to
replace what had been taken. They even healed me up
no stitches or bandages. Seriously, what Mirran Technologies does here
is truly groundbreaking. So far, the breast reconstructions have taken
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and adapted well to my natural tissues. Also, it's all
covered with being in the study. Even though I'm breast
cancer free now, the uterine cancer is still fighting the treatments.
The cancer's only been slowed down, and the cells themselves
ain't dying. The doctors assure me this won't be a problem.
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We'll soon be trying out an updated version of the
anti cancer g serum we've been giving you, one of
them told me. Days later, I'm secured naked to a
table where these technicians are using their special scanners. According
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to the tech explaining the process, the scanners literally decode
my DNA and deduce what the cancers are doing. Even
though deep down I'm not really a trusting person, Mirror
Technologies seems to be fully transparent on what they're doing
with us. Just as the scanner's being started, I'm seeing
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this person who keeps looking at me. The scanning mechanisms
fully cover my growin and my breasts, still the way
this guy keeps looking at me. I heard a few
of the technicians call him Lawrence. He's more of an
assistant or gopher or something. It ain't the first time
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Lawrence has seen me naked. I caught him looking at
me and I finished showering after my breast reconstruction surgery
was over. While I was very appreciative at what Mirror
Technologies had done in reconstructing my breasts, I think Lawrence
appreciated them way more than me. I knew he wouldn't
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try anything with all the doctors and technicians here. When
I was alone in my room, my door was locked.
Unless he had my key card or the passcode, I
was safe. I knew if I wasn't careful, Lawrence would
corner me and do who knows what with me. I
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didn't come to Mirror Technologies for the study just so
some creepy pervert could attack me and rape me. But
I couldn't just leave here. The anti cancer g treatments
cured my breast cancer, and I felt deep down I'd
also cured of my uterine cancer. I just had to
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be patient with Mirran technologies some more, I only wanted
to live both for me and for Dad. After losing Mom,
I'm all Dad's got now. I'm willing to risk Lawrence
if it means leaving here completely cancer free this coming weekend,
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Halloween's on Saturday. I hope I can get out of
here and be able to do some fun things. I've
been trying to arrange to where I can spend time
with my dad and what few friends I got left.
Many of them showed their true colors when they kept
making excuses for not coming to see me. A few
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of them remained loyal, though, and visited often. Still, I'm
just itching to leave here for a few days and
enjoy Halloween. I don't think that's asking too much. Fortunately,
there's a few doctors here that are sympathetic to my request.
They both told me I've been a good patient and
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test subject, and said getting Halloween off shouldn't be an issue.
I'm in my room watching a Halloween special on TV.
When I hear the chime, I go to the door
to check the monitor.
Speaker 3 (11:33):
You're not safe yet, weekly Spooky will be right back.
Speaker 1 (11:42):
When I let doctor Leonard Shaw in, He's smiling from
ear to ear. Great news, Mary. He takes my hand
and holds it. First. The scans we did on you
earlier this morning are showing the new anti cancer h
treatments are working against your uterine cancer. We're keeping a
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close eye on it, but I truly believe we'll cure
you of cancer once and for all. I'm thinking maybe
another week of treatments at best, you should be normal again.
I gasp and yank my handback to give him a
huge hug. Thank you. He hugs me back. Then he
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keeps going with the good news. Also, I've spoken with
the other doctors conducting the treatments. They don't see any
reason why you shouldn't be able to enjoy Halloween with
your friends. He raises his finger. You'll still have to
have one of us with you to monitor your progress.
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In fact, I'll personally be going with you. You'll get
Friday and Saturday for Halloween, just like you ask, but
you must return here on Sunday. I hope that's agreed.
I can't help myself and hug him again again. He
hugs me back. Lastly, doctor Shaw got Laurence reassigned and
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said he shouldn't bother me anymore. I know doctor Shaw
is not my dad, but he's treated me like a
second father. I know he had a daughter he lost
to a brain tumor. He said, that's why he dedicated
himself to this research and this study. When doctor Shaw
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and me finished talking, he leaves. When I'm sitting down
at my computer, I look at emails on my personal
account here from doctor Shaw. I open them to see
my test results and cry from joy. I can't wait
to fully have my life back. Even though doctor Shaw
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gave me the absolute best news of my life today,
it wasn't going to be long before it all went
to shit fast. The next night, Tuesday, Dad dropped by
to visit while he was working and gave me the
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things I asked for to make my Halloween costume as
a princess. After getting today's treatments, I'm spending some quality
time working on my costume. I eventually get thirsty and
decide to get a soda out of the vending machines.
I leave my room and go to the elevator. Normally
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we're allowed to leave our rooms and walk around our floor.
We can also go a few other select places, including
the vending areas. Our key cards give us free stuff
out of the machines as part of our study perks.
When the elevator opens, I get in and push the
button to go down one floor. I'm so excited about
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being able to leave here for two nights for Halloween
that when the elevat doors open again, I don't see
someone shooting right into the car with me until it's
too late. Lawrence grabs me and shoves me into the
back of the car. The back of my head hits
hard and dazes me. Lawrence quickly closes the door and
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starts the elevator. It moves a little before he hits
the emergency stop. Lawrence glares at me, Now you're all mine.
We're gonna have so much fun. I try fighting him off,
but I ain't no fighter. Lawrence slams the back of
my head into the elevator car wall, again, dazing me.
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Then he punches me in the face to where I
can barely comprehend what's going to happen next. I'm being
hooked up to the scanners again. Doctor Shaw and my
dad are both here and there. He pissed off. What happened? Well?
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Doctor Shaw found me in the elevator and knew I'd
been assaulted and raped. When I told him it was Lawrence,
he was really pissed. Lawrence wasn't even supposed to have
clearance to the test patient's wing. He shouldn't even have
been allowed in this building. The son of a bitch
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ran away after he raped me, but the guards caught
him and locked him in a holding cell. Aside from
the pains in my groin and my breasts, I seemed
to be feeling okay all things considered. Doctor Shaw wants
to examine me himself to confirm I'm okay. Lawrence made
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absolutely sure I won't be able to enjoy my upcoming
Halloween weekend. Even if it turns out I'm okay. I
don't really want to do anything now, crying as doctor
Shaw activates the scanners. We should know shortly, Mary, I
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nod a little and remain.
Speaker 3 (17:10):
Still don't go away. Weekly Spooky will be right back.
Speaker 1 (17:19):
Doctor Shaw has both Dad and me in his office,
and he doesn't look happy. Thanks to that son of
a bitch, things have gone from promising to too much worse.
I come apart when Doctor Shaw reveals that piece of
shit rapist infected me with some venereal disease he's got.
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My stomach drops fast. When the doctor tells me I
have Oh god, no, I have not just HIV but
full blown AIDS. I shake my head quickly, stand up
and slam my fists on the desk. How can I
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have AIDS? I don't screw around. I was a virgin.
I don't even have a boyfriend. Besides, wouldn't I have
HIV instead of AIDS? I thought it took years for
AIDS to happen. This don't make sense. No, it doesn't marry.
Doctor Shaw agrees, at least not at first. So I
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dug deeper and discovered that the experimental anti cancer G
and H serums that we've been administering for your treatments.
I can see the hurt on his face. He really
does not want to tell me, especially with dad. There
there's been an unfortunate side effect. The anti cancer H
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serum has bonded to the virus inside you, causing it
to mutate and develop at an alarming rate. We'll need
to conduct further tests to see if it threatens your life.
But I promise you we'll do everything we can to
help you. I'm beyond pissed off now. And what about
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that son of a bit you rape me? What happens
to him? We're testing him and checking his condition. If
he's okay, we'll hand him over to the police, where
we'll press charges on your behalf. Doctor Shaw explains, since
you were under our care when this horrible incident happened,
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it's only fair that we assume responsibility. You're not alone here, Mary.
Deep down, I know I'm totally and completely fucked. I
really want to believe doctor Shaw. All I wanted was
my life, and some stupid ass lab assistant may have
just taken it all away from me just as I
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almost had it back. It sure didn't take long for
my whole world to come crashing down faster than doctor
Shaw was able to lift me up into it. It's
the end of the week and tomorrow's Halloween. The problem
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is I've been here in my room crying at hearing
I'm forever tainted. The only good news that came out
of these latest tests is that my uterine cancer is
completely gone, with no need for surgery. I haven't been
given any further anti cancer h injections since contracting AIDS,
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especially after doctor Shaw and a few of the other
scientists confirmed that the treatment bonded to the HIV and
mutated it into a full blown aid's infection. But now
it's much worse. Doctor Shaw's daily tests can firm the
virus in my body evolved and mutated into a completely
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new and advanced strain. Right now, it's not known whether
this new strain will kill me or not. What's the
point of being cancer free now if I'm still on
the waiting list to die because of some sick, diseased rapist.
Oh and speaking of Lawrence Olam, doctor Shaw said he's
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not looking so hot right now. In fact, he had
the bastard brought up for testing. When I saw him,
he looked really sick. Doctor Shaw would later tell me
my rapist somehow got the most severe case of the
flu he'd ever seen. In fact, he said Olam's fever
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was so high they could have literally fried eggs off him.
The next day, Halloween, Doctor Shaw's news is even worse
for me. My new and unique strain of AIDS became
so advanced there's no treatment available of any kind. He
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conducted other tests on me and determined I'm actually quite
healthy now. I'm so angry to wear I shake at times.
Doctor Shaw is right, though I ain't feeling sick in
any way. When it came to Lawrence Olam, he's much
worse now. Doctor Shaw didn't want to show me, but
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I insisted. The bastard looked like he ain't eaten in
several days. I mean, I could literally see his bones.
I knew doctor Shaw was holding something back. When I
demanded he tell me, he nodded. As it turned out,
Olam was not only infected with his disease, he also
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contracted something in return from me. Since he was unprotected
when he raped me. The anti cancer h sium bonded
to the disease inside me immediately and got into him
in return. This caused the virus in his body to
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mutate quickly too. Unlike me, the mutated strain in him
is killing him much faster than the AIDS virus that's
still out in the world ever could. Doctor Shaw said
Olam would die tomorrow at the very latest, if not today. Again,
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there's not even so much as a single treatment for
my new strain. As for me, Doctor Shaw believes I'll
continue to be completely asymptomatic in theory. However, until a
treatment or cure can be found for me, I can
never be sexual with anyone. I'm still trembling with rage,
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knowing I went out of the frying pan and straight
into the fire. Doctor Shaw said I can never leave
mere In Technologies now, saying I risk the possibility of
the virus turning against me and killing me. After all,
I know deep down I'll never be normal again. There'll
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never be a treatment or a cure for me. I'm
doomed to carry this new strain of AIDS until I die,
all because of some man with no regard for women
who raped me. I've been sitting here in the shower
all day, letting the water rain down on me as
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I sob and cry, knowing I'm a prisoner here at
mere In Technologies, and it makes me tremble with anger
even more. I wish I could have died of my
two cancers rather than live this way. I just wanted
to live. And then I have a sudden epiphany. Life
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is actually starting to look really good right now. You
know what, Why should I have to live here like
a prisoner for the rest of my life? It was
a lab assistant here who raped me and infected me. Right,
maybe I'll die soon, and maybe I won't, but I'll
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be god damned if I'm spending what time I've got
left here at Mirran Technologies, especially knowing I'll never have
a normal life again. I think I'm going to my
Halloween night after all. I turn off the water and
dry myself. Then I make some modification on my princess costume,
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giving it more sex appeal. After putting it on, I
look in the mirror. My reconstructed breasts sure look great
in this top. I smile, a deadly smile, and no
revenge wouldn't be any sweeter for what I got in
mind this Halloween, for however long I live. After tonight,
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with doctor Shaw's key card in hand, it was easy
to escape Mirror Technologies. Unfortunately, I got a little bit
of his blood on my clothes. I had to kill
Doctor Shaw to get his card. After those months inside
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Mirror Technologies, I am free. It didn't take long to
find a car in the parking garage. Me how some
people don't lock up their cars, and that they also
leave their keys where they can easily be found. I
got on the road and soon reached a freeway. I
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was long gone from Erie City. In fact, I knew
exactly where I wanted to go for Halloween.
Speaker 3 (27:24):
Did you hear that? Better check the locks on your
doors weekly, Spooky, We'll be right back.
Speaker 1 (27:32):
I heard so many things about this wonderful village of
Strickfield regarding Halloween. I heard people here saying trick or
treating was last night too. Truly, this village is a
dream for Halloween. People really can trick or treat here
without age discrimination. I already got so much candy hell,
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I'll be able to live on it for a little while.
So far, I'm feelin jest fine. After tonight, I'll leave
Strickfield and stay on the run. One way or another.
I am going to remain free. I won't go back,
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even though I know my fate. I'm actually having so
much fun on Halloween night. I can't believe I'm tricker
treating again. After all these years when people would say
I was too old here in Strickfield, absolutely nobody told
me I was too old or turn me away. As
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for merean technologies, I doubt they'll find me in a
big hurry. I don't have any tech on me to
where they can track me unless they somehow put a
device inside me and I didn't know it. Anyway. I
switched cars a couple of times. I even hitchhiked. Could
Mere and technologies really track me all the way to Strickfield?
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You'd think they wouldn't be able to? But still, I know.
I said I'd keep running, But how long can I run?
I decide to just stay right here in Strickfield and
continue having my Halloween night. If I get caught. I
get caught, then my mind goes from one extreme to
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the next. I gotta go trick or treating now. I
want to go to a Halloween party. I haven't been
able to do any fun shit since being diagnosed with cancer,
so I'm going to live it up tonight. It isn't
long before this car pulls up beside me. I'm looking
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for a date. Honey, Does this asshole think I'm a hooker?
I guess I do kind of look like one with
my modified princess costume. So he wants a date? Huh? Okay?
I go and lean in the open passenger side window. Yeah,
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let's go on a date, you and me, I tell him.
Then I open the door and get in his car.
I can tell he's been drinking from a few empty
beer cans on the floor. He's not completely drunk, but
enough to where he's letting himself go. It ain't long
before he brings me to his house. Wow, he lives
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in a decent looking cul de Sac neighborhood. My my
parents ain't home, he slurs. We got the whole place
to ourselves. I let him bring me into his house.
As soon as we are in his bedroom, we face
each other. I immediately remove my top and show him
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my perfectly reconstructed breasts. As he kisses me and feels
me up. We get each other naked and get on
his bed. I know perfectly well what I'm going to
do when I let this guy fornicate with me. Technically,
he's the first guy I'm willingly sleeping with. Lawrence Olam
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raped me and took my virginity. But I'm having actual
sex with this guy and taking something far more precious
than virginity revenge. After we finish screwing, the drunken guy
falls asleep. You see, I'm guessing that what happened to
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Lawrence Olam will happen to this guy, to any guy
I sleep with from now on. In four to five days,
this asshole is going to be dead. That's how long
any guy I sleep with is going to have to
regret thinking only with their useless peeps. When I get
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off the bed, I gasp when I notice someone else
is in the room. Okay, no, it's actually a full
length mirror. Wow, look at you, Mary Garner. Ain't you
to die for? And then that's when I get another idea,
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another awful idea. After I get dressed, I pull my
lipstick out of my purse and decide to leave this
guy a little something to remember me by. But what
I remember Lawrence Olam and know exactly what to leave
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him to every guy I sleep with from now on.
Then I start writing. When I'm finished, I smile devilishly.
I couldn't have planned this any better. When the guy
I just screwed wakes up, he'll be wishing he'd never
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met me at all when he reads Welcome to the
Wonderful World of Aids. He's snoring soundly when I finally
leave his room. I really want to be here when
he wakes up. But it's still Halloween night, and I
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said I wanted to go to a party. I do
some more tricker treating and ask around about places to party.
A few people said there's one going on at a
bar called Shakers. Others say there's plenty of Halloween parties
at Strickfield University, which ain't too far from where I am.
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After getting directions from an eager man who can't keep
his eyes off my cleavage, I walk to Strickfield University,
collecting more candy along the way. I walk into the
frat house and see plenty of people wearing costumes. Yeah,
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there's plenty of drinking going on here. I walk right
to the bar and wait for the bartender to come
to me. After drinking about three or four of these things,
I'm feeling hot and nasty. After I order another beer,
this guy comes to me and strikes up a conversation.
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When I get my next beer, the guy takes firm
hold of my arm and brings me over to where
he's got a friend waiting. I'm definitely tipsy, but can
understand what these guys are saying. They're fraternity boys from
Delta Omega Kappa here at Strickfield U. Then I think
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about Lawrence Olam one more time and wonder if he
ever attended any campus parties in Erie City. I mean
he learned to be a rapist somewhere right. I knew
I was in the presence of potential rapists. Now find
by me a rapist forever changed my life. So I
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am going to return the favor and have some deliciously
sinful fun along the way.
Speaker 3 (35:38):
U sh it was only the wind, your safe weekly
Spooky will be right back.
Speaker 1 (35:46):
Maybe Miran Technologies will find me, and maybe they won't,
but not before I spread my new aid strain to
other men. As far as I'm concerned, men can all
die just like Lawrence Olam. I'll bet he never once
thought about what he did to me when he was
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getting sick from that shit he gave me after it
mutated inside of him. I'm all too eager to go
to wherever these guys want. I want to have sex
with these guys. In fact, I'll have sex with any
man who wants me. I don't care anymore. I'll keep
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going until Miran Technologies either captures or kills me or
I die free, whichever comes first. As we're leaving the
party and going upstairs, one of the guy's belches and
then tumbles back downstairs. Guess he won't be getting any
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of me tonight. That leaves this other delta Omega Kappa brother.
As he brings me into a bedroom and closes the door.
When he sees me getting naked, he thinks he's so
studley like the guy who picked me up earlier. I
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fuck his goddamn brains out, and like the previous guy,
he falls asleep when we're done. That's when I get
dressed and find another full length mirror. I got plenty
of lipstick left when I write Welcome to the Wonderful
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World of AIDS three years later. I definitely killed a
lot of men with my disease. But here's the kicker.
Lots of other men in Ohio died, mostly in Strickfield,
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in the same way I kill men. The bigger kicker
not all of them were me. Since I haven't been
in Strickfield for a while now. Still, every single guy
that was found was dead from my strain of AIDS.
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In fact, I'm reading all about it on the Strickfield
Journal's website, and guess what. Even Strickfield University has something
about these murders on their own website. Nobody seems to
know what I look like. I'm guessing Miran Technologies never
leaked anything out. Makes perfect sense, since they wouldn't want
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it becoming public knowledge that one of their experiments got
out and is carrying a lethal disease. It sure would
make people wonder what they're doing in there behind closed doors, right.
I'm figuring Mirror Technologies is either still hunting me or
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they've completely washed their hands of me. Also, it turns
out those fraternity boys who died in Ohio with my
strain all had variations of my original message on their
mirrors written in lipstick. Like I said, it wasn't me.
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According to what I'm reading, the bodies look the same
way victim zero Lawrence Olam looked when he died. It
seems my mutated AID strain found its way into other
women with an axe to grind and is asymptomatic in
them like it is me. One such person was Mary
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Ann Wright from Strickfield. Hey, since I'm the first with
my killer AID strain, that makes me patient zero right? Oh,
I almost forgot I have a name all my own now.
According to the Strickfield University website, I'm now known as
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aids Mary. Guess Mary must be a common name, but
the site sure got what I do right. So if
you're a guy and you meet me or one of
the others and you happen to get laid, then you'll
know you're as good as dead when you wake up
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in the morning and read some lipstick on a mirror
to the extent of Welcome to the wonderful world of Aids.
From there, live the rest of your life to its fullest.
You may only have five days at best. And that
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was the story of Aides marry Patient zero, a legend
born of tragedy and revenge, leaving scars no one can ignore.
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A princess costume, a stolen key card, a mirror fogged
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As for tonight, what if the cure that saved your
life took the rest of it away? A research lab
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should have stayed buried When Halloween comes to Strickfield, a
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some warnings are not meant to be read in time
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this urban legend reimagining for your spooky season. After this
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aids Mary, patient zero by Rob Fields seven years ago,
cancer Seriously where does it come from? Has it plagued
life as we know it since the days of the Bible?
All I knew was cancer ran in my family for
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as long as I could remember. I had a grandparent
on each of my parents sides that had it and died.
Last year, I lost my mom to uterine cancer. Dad
got prostate cancer but was saved through surgery. He's still
cancer free today. I kept wondering how long it would
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be before cancer would finally catch up to me. Unfortunately,
I got my answer when I just turned eighteen and
was diagnosed with both breast and uterine cancer. Clearly, both
of my cancers were killing me, since they had progressed
that quickly to where surgery or chemotherapy couldn't save me,
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and I wasn't even out of high school. Knowing my
days were numbered, Dad did everything he could for me.
He even took me on a few vacations. I didn't
want to die, but at least i'd do it on
my own time. I think I just accepted my situation
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and was living every day like it was my last.
At least i'd go knowing Dad was there with me.
Then one day Dad came home with news that changed everything.
He was reading the newspaper at Miran Technologies where he
was working, and saw his own place of employment had
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created a possible cancer cure. They were conducting a study
and were looking for willing participants. Dad talked to his
boss and told him about me. I won't force you
to go if you don't want to, Mary, he said,
but I got you a spot in the study. I
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wasn't expecting anything, but I wanted to live, and so
did Dad. Now Here I am. I've been living here
at Miran Technologies for almost two months now. It's getting
close to Halloween weekend. I've been getting injections and undergoing tests.
I get free room and board and all the comforts
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of home here. Also, Dad and my friends can come
and see me during my off time. The only other
downside to being a guinea pig is I ain't allowed
to leave here without supervision. Unfortunately, Dad alone don't count.
One of the doctors here has to accompany me. As
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much as I hate not being allowed to leave, I
can't be too ungrateful. To date, the anti cancer g
treatments have both stopped and killed my breast cancer continued testing.
Said I'm cancer free. There, I did have to get
breast surgery anyway to repair the damaged tissues and remove
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the dead growths. In the process. The technicians us used
their advanced medical techniques to rebuild my inner breasts to
replace what had been taken. They even healed me up
no stitches or bandages. Seriously, what Mirran Technologies does here
is truly groundbreaking. So far, the breast reconstructions have taken
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and adapted well to my natural tissues. Also, it's all
covered with being in the study. Even though I'm breast
cancer free now, the uterine cancer is still fighting the treatments.
The cancer's only been slowed down, and the cells themselves
ain't dying. The doctors assure me this won't be a problem.
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We'll soon be trying out an updated version of the
anti cancer g serum we've been giving you, one of
them told me. Days later, I'm secured naked to a
table where these technicians are using their special scanners. According
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to the tech explaining the process, the scanners literally decode
my DNA and deduce what the cancers are doing. Even
though deep down I'm not really a trusting person, Mirror
Technologies seems to be fully transparent on what they're doing
with us. Just as the scanner's being started, I'm seeing
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this person who keeps looking at me. The scanning mechanisms
fully cover my growin and my breasts, still the way
this guy keeps looking at me. I heard a few
of the technicians call him Lawrence. He's more of an
assistant or gopher or something. It ain't the first time
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Lawrence has seen me naked. I caught him looking at
me and I finished showering after my breast reconstruction surgery
was over. While I was very appreciative at what Mirror
Technologies had done in reconstructing my breasts, I think Lawrence
appreciated them way more than me. I knew he wouldn't
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try anything with all the doctors and technicians here. When
I was alone in my room, my door was locked.
Unless he had my key card or the passcode, I
was safe. I knew if I wasn't careful, Lawrence would
corner me and do who knows what with me. I
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didn't come to Mirror Technologies for the study just so
some creepy pervert could attack me and rape me. But
I couldn't just leave here. The anti cancer g treatments
cured my breast cancer, and I felt deep down I'd
also cured of my uterine cancer. I just had to
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be patient with Mirran technologies some more, I only wanted
to live both for me and for Dad. After losing Mom,
I'm all Dad's got now. I'm willing to risk Lawrence
if it means leaving here completely cancer free this coming weekend,
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Halloween's on Saturday. I hope I can get out of
here and be able to do some fun things. I've
been trying to arrange to where I can spend time
with my dad and what few friends I got left.
Many of them showed their true colors when they kept
making excuses for not coming to see me. A few
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of them remained loyal, though, and visited often. Still, I'm
just itching to leave here for a few days and
enjoy Halloween. I don't think that's asking too much. Fortunately,
there's a few doctors here that are sympathetic to my request.
They both told me I've been a good patient and
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test subject, and said getting Halloween off shouldn't be an issue.
I'm in my room watching a Halloween special on TV.
When I hear the chime, I go to the door
to check the monitor.
Speaker 3 (11:33):
You're not safe yet, weekly Spooky will be right back.
Speaker 1 (11:42):
When I let doctor Leonard Shaw in, He's smiling from
ear to ear. Great news, Mary. He takes my hand
and holds it. First. The scans we did on you
earlier this morning are showing the new anti cancer h
treatments are working against your uterine cancer. We're keeping a
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close eye on it, but I truly believe we'll cure
you of cancer once and for all. I'm thinking maybe
another week of treatments at best, you should be normal again.
I gasp and yank my handback to give him a
huge hug. Thank you. He hugs me back. Then he
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keeps going with the good news. Also, I've spoken with
the other doctors conducting the treatments. They don't see any
reason why you shouldn't be able to enjoy Halloween with
your friends. He raises his finger. You'll still have to
have one of us with you to monitor your progress.
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In fact, I'll personally be going with you. You'll get
Friday and Saturday for Halloween, just like you ask, but
you must return here on Sunday. I hope that's agreed.
I can't help myself and hug him again again. He
hugs me back. Lastly, doctor Shaw got Laurence reassigned and
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said he shouldn't bother me anymore. I know doctor Shaw
is not my dad, but he's treated me like a
second father. I know he had a daughter he lost
to a brain tumor. He said, that's why he dedicated
himself to this research and this study. When doctor Shaw
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and me finished talking, he leaves. When I'm sitting down
at my computer, I look at emails on my personal
account here from doctor Shaw. I open them to see
my test results and cry from joy. I can't wait
to fully have my life back. Even though doctor Shaw
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gave me the absolute best news of my life today,
it wasn't going to be long before it all went
to shit fast. The next night, Tuesday, Dad dropped by
to visit while he was working and gave me the
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things I asked for to make my Halloween costume as
a princess. After getting today's treatments, I'm spending some quality
time working on my costume. I eventually get thirsty and
decide to get a soda out of the vending machines.
I leave my room and go to the elevator. Normally
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we're allowed to leave our rooms and walk around our floor.
We can also go a few other select places, including
the vending areas. Our key cards give us free stuff
out of the machines as part of our study perks.
When the elevator opens, I get in and push the
button to go down one floor. I'm so excited about
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being able to leave here for two nights for Halloween
that when the elevat doors open again, I don't see
someone shooting right into the car with me until it's
too late. Lawrence grabs me and shoves me into the
back of the car. The back of my head hits
hard and dazes me. Lawrence quickly closes the door and
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starts the elevator. It moves a little before he hits
the emergency stop. Lawrence glares at me, Now you're all mine.
We're gonna have so much fun. I try fighting him off,
but I ain't no fighter. Lawrence slams the back of
my head into the elevator car wall, again, dazing me.
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Then he punches me in the face to where I
can barely comprehend what's going to happen next. I'm being
hooked up to the scanners again. Doctor Shaw and my
dad are both here and there. He pissed off. What happened? Well?
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Doctor Shaw found me in the elevator and knew I'd
been assaulted and raped. When I told him it was Lawrence,
he was really pissed. Lawrence wasn't even supposed to have
clearance to the test patient's wing. He shouldn't even have
been allowed in this building. The son of a bitch
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ran away after he raped me, but the guards caught
him and locked him in a holding cell. Aside from
the pains in my groin and my breasts, I seemed
to be feeling okay all things considered. Doctor Shaw wants
to examine me himself to confirm I'm okay. Lawrence made
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absolutely sure I won't be able to enjoy my upcoming
Halloween weekend. Even if it turns out I'm okay. I
don't really want to do anything now, crying as doctor
Shaw activates the scanners. We should know shortly, Mary, I
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nod a little and remain.
Speaker 3 (17:10):
Still don't go away. Weekly Spooky will be right back.
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Doctor Shaw has both Dad and me in his office,
and he doesn't look happy. Thanks to that son of
a bitch, things have gone from promising to too much worse.
I come apart when Doctor Shaw reveals that piece of
shit rapist infected me with some venereal disease he's got.
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My stomach drops fast. When the doctor tells me I
have Oh god, no, I have not just HIV but
full blown AIDS. I shake my head quickly, stand up
and slam my fists on the desk. How can I
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have AIDS? I don't screw around. I was a virgin.
I don't even have a boyfriend. Besides, wouldn't I have
HIV instead of AIDS? I thought it took years for
AIDS to happen. This don't make sense. No, it doesn't marry.
Doctor Shaw agrees, at least not at first. So I
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dug deeper and discovered that the experimental anti cancer G
and H serums that we've been administering for your treatments.
I can see the hurt on his face. He really
does not want to tell me, especially with dad. There
there's been an unfortunate side effect. The anti cancer H
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serum has bonded to the virus inside you, causing it
to mutate and develop at an alarming rate. We'll need
to conduct further tests to see if it threatens your life.
But I promise you we'll do everything we can to
help you. I'm beyond pissed off now. And what about
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that son of a bit you rape me? What happens
to him? We're testing him and checking his condition. If
he's okay, we'll hand him over to the police, where
we'll press charges on your behalf. Doctor Shaw explains, since
you were under our care when this horrible incident happened,
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it's only fair that we assume responsibility. You're not alone here, Mary.
Deep down, I know I'm totally and completely fucked. I
really want to believe doctor Shaw. All I wanted was
my life, and some stupid ass lab assistant may have
just taken it all away from me just as I
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almost had it back. It sure didn't take long for
my whole world to come crashing down faster than doctor
Shaw was able to lift me up into it. It's
the end of the week and tomorrow's Halloween. The problem
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is I've been here in my room crying at hearing
I'm forever tainted. The only good news that came out
of these latest tests is that my uterine cancer is
completely gone, with no need for surgery. I haven't been
given any further anti cancer h injections since contracting AIDS,
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especially after doctor Shaw and a few of the other
scientists confirmed that the treatment bonded to the HIV and
mutated it into a full blown aid's infection. But now
it's much worse. Doctor Shaw's daily tests can firm the
virus in my body evolved and mutated into a completely
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new and advanced strain. Right now, it's not known whether
this new strain will kill me or not. What's the
point of being cancer free now if I'm still on
the waiting list to die because of some sick, diseased rapist.
Oh and speaking of Lawrence Olam, doctor Shaw said he's
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not looking so hot right now. In fact, he had
the bastard brought up for testing. When I saw him,
he looked really sick. Doctor Shaw would later tell me
my rapist somehow got the most severe case of the
flu he'd ever seen. In fact, he said Olam's fever
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was so high they could have literally fried eggs off him.
The next day, Halloween, Doctor Shaw's news is even worse
for me. My new and unique strain of AIDS became
so advanced there's no treatment available of any kind. He
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conducted other tests on me and determined I'm actually quite
healthy now. I'm so angry to wear I shake at times.
Doctor Shaw is right, though I ain't feeling sick in
any way. When it came to Lawrence Olam, he's much
worse now. Doctor Shaw didn't want to show me, but
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I insisted. The bastard looked like he ain't eaten in
several days. I mean, I could literally see his bones.
I knew doctor Shaw was holding something back. When I
demanded he tell me, he nodded. As it turned out,
Olam was not only infected with his disease, he also
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contracted something in return from me. Since he was unprotected
when he raped me. The anti cancer h sium bonded
to the disease inside me immediately and got into him
in return. This caused the virus in his body to
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mutate quickly too. Unlike me, the mutated strain in him
is killing him much faster than the AIDS virus that's
still out in the world ever could. Doctor Shaw said
Olam would die tomorrow at the very latest, if not today. Again,
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there's not even so much as a single treatment for
my new strain. As for me, Doctor Shaw believes I'll
continue to be completely asymptomatic in theory. However, until a
treatment or cure can be found for me, I can
never be sexual with anyone. I'm still trembling with rage,
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knowing I went out of the frying pan and straight
into the fire. Doctor Shaw said I can never leave
mere In Technologies now, saying I risk the possibility of
the virus turning against me and killing me. After all,
I know deep down I'll never be normal again. There'll
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never be a treatment or a cure for me. I'm
doomed to carry this new strain of AIDS until I die,
all because of some man with no regard for women
who raped me. I've been sitting here in the shower
all day, letting the water rain down on me as
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I sob and cry, knowing I'm a prisoner here at
mere In Technologies, and it makes me tremble with anger
even more. I wish I could have died of my
two cancers rather than live this way. I just wanted
to live. And then I have a sudden epiphany. Life
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is actually starting to look really good right now. You
know what, Why should I have to live here like
a prisoner for the rest of my life? It was
a lab assistant here who raped me and infected me. Right,
maybe I'll die soon, and maybe I won't, but I'll
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be god damned if I'm spending what time I've got
left here at Mirran Technologies, especially knowing I'll never have
a normal life again. I think I'm going to my
Halloween night after all. I turn off the water and
dry myself. Then I make some modification on my princess costume,
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giving it more sex appeal. After putting it on, I
look in the mirror. My reconstructed breasts sure look great
in this top. I smile, a deadly smile, and no
revenge wouldn't be any sweeter for what I got in
mind this Halloween, for however long I live. After tonight,
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with doctor Shaw's key card in hand, it was easy
to escape Mirror Technologies. Unfortunately, I got a little bit
of his blood on my clothes. I had to kill
Doctor Shaw to get his card. After those months inside
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Mirror Technologies, I am free. It didn't take long to
find a car in the parking garage. Me how some
people don't lock up their cars, and that they also
leave their keys where they can easily be found. I
got on the road and soon reached a freeway. I
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was long gone from Erie City. In fact, I knew
exactly where I wanted to go for Halloween.
Speaker 3 (27:24):
Did you hear that? Better check the locks on your
doors weekly, Spooky, We'll be right back.
Speaker 1 (27:32):
I heard so many things about this wonderful village of
Strickfield regarding Halloween. I heard people here saying trick or
treating was last night too. Truly, this village is a
dream for Halloween. People really can trick or treat here
without age discrimination. I already got so much candy hell,
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I'll be able to live on it for a little while.
So far, I'm feelin jest fine. After tonight, I'll leave
Strickfield and stay on the run. One way or another.
I am going to remain free. I won't go back,
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even though I know my fate. I'm actually having so
much fun on Halloween night. I can't believe I'm tricker
treating again. After all these years when people would say
I was too old here in Strickfield, absolutely nobody told
me I was too old or turn me away. As
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for merean technologies, I doubt they'll find me in a
big hurry. I don't have any tech on me to
where they can track me unless they somehow put a
device inside me and I didn't know it. Anyway. I
switched cars a couple of times. I even hitchhiked. Could
Mere and technologies really track me all the way to Strickfield?
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You'd think they wouldn't be able to? But still, I know.
I said I'd keep running, But how long can I run?
I decide to just stay right here in Strickfield and
continue having my Halloween night. If I get caught. I
get caught, then my mind goes from one extreme to
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the next. I gotta go trick or treating now. I
want to go to a Halloween party. I haven't been
able to do any fun shit since being diagnosed with cancer,
so I'm going to live it up tonight. It isn't
long before this car pulls up beside me. I'm looking
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for a date. Honey, Does this asshole think I'm a hooker?
I guess I do kind of look like one with
my modified princess costume. So he wants a date? Huh? Okay?
I go and lean in the open passenger side window. Yeah,
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let's go on a date, you and me, I tell him.
Then I open the door and get in his car.
I can tell he's been drinking from a few empty
beer cans on the floor. He's not completely drunk, but
enough to where he's letting himself go. It ain't long
before he brings me to his house. Wow, he lives
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in a decent looking cul de Sac neighborhood. My my
parents ain't home, he slurs. We got the whole place
to ourselves. I let him bring me into his house.
As soon as we are in his bedroom, we face
each other. I immediately remove my top and show him
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my perfectly reconstructed breasts. As he kisses me and feels
me up. We get each other naked and get on
his bed. I know perfectly well what I'm going to
do when I let this guy fornicate with me. Technically,
he's the first guy I'm willingly sleeping with. Lawrence Olam
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raped me and took my virginity. But I'm having actual
sex with this guy and taking something far more precious
than virginity revenge. After we finish screwing, the drunken guy
falls asleep. You see, I'm guessing that what happened to
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Lawrence Olam will happen to this guy, to any guy
I sleep with from now on. In four to five days,
this asshole is going to be dead. That's how long
any guy I sleep with is going to have to
regret thinking only with their useless peeps. When I get
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off the bed, I gasp when I notice someone else
is in the room. Okay, no, it's actually a full
length mirror. Wow, look at you, Mary Garner. Ain't you
to die for? And then that's when I get another idea,
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another awful idea. After I get dressed, I pull my
lipstick out of my purse and decide to leave this
guy a little something to remember me by. But what
I remember Lawrence Olam and know exactly what to leave
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him to every guy I sleep with from now on.
Then I start writing. When I'm finished, I smile devilishly.
I couldn't have planned this any better. When the guy
I just screwed wakes up, he'll be wishing he'd never
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met me at all when he reads Welcome to the
Wonderful World of Aids. He's snoring soundly when I finally
leave his room. I really want to be here when
he wakes up. But it's still Halloween night, and I
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said I wanted to go to a party. I do
some more tricker treating and ask around about places to party.
A few people said there's one going on at a
bar called Shakers. Others say there's plenty of Halloween parties
at Strickfield University, which ain't too far from where I am.
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After getting directions from an eager man who can't keep
his eyes off my cleavage, I walk to Strickfield University,
collecting more candy along the way. I walk into the
frat house and see plenty of people wearing costumes. Yeah,
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there's plenty of drinking going on here. I walk right
to the bar and wait for the bartender to come
to me. After drinking about three or four of these things,
I'm feeling hot and nasty. After I order another beer,
this guy comes to me and strikes up a conversation.
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When I get my next beer, the guy takes firm
hold of my arm and brings me over to where
he's got a friend waiting. I'm definitely tipsy, but can
understand what these guys are saying. They're fraternity boys from
Delta Omega Kappa here at Strickfield U. Then I think
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about Lawrence Olam one more time and wonder if he
ever attended any campus parties in Erie City. I mean
he learned to be a rapist somewhere right. I knew
I was in the presence of potential rapists. Now find
by me a rapist forever changed my life. So I
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am going to return the favor and have some deliciously
sinful fun along the way.
Speaker 3 (35:38):
U sh it was only the wind, your safe weekly
Spooky will be right back.
Speaker 1 (35:46):
Maybe Miran Technologies will find me, and maybe they won't,
but not before I spread my new aid strain to
other men. As far as I'm concerned, men can all
die just like Lawrence Olam. I'll bet he never once
thought about what he did to me when he was
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getting sick from that shit he gave me after it
mutated inside of him. I'm all too eager to go
to wherever these guys want. I want to have sex
with these guys. In fact, I'll have sex with any
man who wants me. I don't care anymore. I'll keep
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going until Miran Technologies either captures or kills me or
I die free, whichever comes first. As we're leaving the
party and going upstairs, one of the guy's belches and
then tumbles back downstairs. Guess he won't be getting any
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of me tonight. That leaves this other delta Omega Kappa brother.
As he brings me into a bedroom and closes the door.
When he sees me getting naked, he thinks he's so
studley like the guy who picked me up earlier. I
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fuck his goddamn brains out, and like the previous guy,
he falls asleep when we're done. That's when I get
dressed and find another full length mirror. I got plenty
of lipstick left when I write Welcome to the Wonderful
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World of AIDS three years later. I definitely killed a
lot of men with my disease. But here's the kicker.
Lots of other men in Ohio died, mostly in Strickfield,
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in the same way I kill men. The bigger kicker
not all of them were me. Since I haven't been
in Strickfield for a while now. Still, every single guy
that was found was dead from my strain of AIDS.
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In fact, I'm reading all about it on the Strickfield
Journal's website, and guess what. Even Strickfield University has something
about these murders on their own website. Nobody seems to
know what I look like. I'm guessing Miran Technologies never
leaked anything out. Makes perfect sense, since they wouldn't want
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it becoming public knowledge that one of their experiments got
out and is carrying a lethal disease. It sure would
make people wonder what they're doing in there behind closed doors, right.
I'm figuring Mirror Technologies is either still hunting me or
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they've completely washed their hands of me. Also, it turns
out those fraternity boys who died in Ohio with my
strain all had variations of my original message on their
mirrors written in lipstick. Like I said, it wasn't me.
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According to what I'm reading, the bodies look the same
way victim zero Lawrence Olam looked when he died. It
seems my mutated AID strain found its way into other
women with an axe to grind and is asymptomatic in
them like it is me. One such person was Mary
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Ann Wright from Strickfield. Hey, since I'm the first with
my killer AID strain, that makes me patient zero right? Oh,
I almost forgot I have a name all my own now.
According to the Strickfield University website, I'm now known as
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aids Mary. Guess Mary must be a common name, but
the site sure got what I do right. So if
you're a guy and you meet me or one of
the others and you happen to get laid, then you'll
know you're as good as dead when you wake up
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in the morning and read some lipstick on a mirror
to the extent of Welcome to the wonderful world of Aids.
From there, live the rest of your life to its fullest.
You may only have five days at best. And that
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was the story of Aides marry Patient zero, a legend
born of tragedy and revenge, leaving scars no one can ignore.
Thank you so much for joining us for day four
of thirty one days of shows here at Weekly Spooky
to guarantee you enjoy your Spooky season. Make sure you're
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Sometimes something strange slips into our fee. Stories that don't
come from us, voices from somewhere else. Press play if
you dare, and you'll hear of guilt that can't be hidden,
a fortune poisoned by greed, something crawling where it shouldn't,
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and a pattern you can't under see, So tune in
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