This is the latest installment of my Night Terrors series, and my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers. Be sure to check out the froggy link at the end of the story for more tales based on the photo prompt.
The first tests were easy. Driven by the need to help his daughter, Jonathan stopped at nothing to find a cure. Treating the prisoners as if they were lab rats, he kept them in locked cages while he toiled with his experiments.
As he infected his test subjects, he was able to monitor any changes in their symptoms. Many of them died on the table, unable to withstand the pain. All this while his daughter dealt with the disease and hardly ever complained. Those men were weak and didn’t deserve to live while his daughter bravely fought for her life.