Lenny spend a good amount of time going through all the camera feeds one by one, but didn't find the rain coat woman. Searching in person would be much slower and tiresome, and probably less effective. Besides his penis was half erect for some inexplicale reason. In all he didn't know what to do. He only was sure that he couldn't let a stranger wandering around the building he was supposed to guard.

In a moment of inspiration he remembered that the elevator had buttons for more floors underground, but the cameras didn't show that area. It was possible that the woman had gone there somehow. He grabbed a bunch of security cards and tried them in the elevator one by one but didn't work. Then he went to the stairwell and found a door with a similar slot, but again, none of the cards worked.

He remembered the woman upstairs that had assaulted him. He had no desire to talk to her but she may know something about the underground. He went upstairs and found her in the same place. He shook her arm to wake her up. As soon as she awakened she made a gurgling sound and tried to kiss him again. He grabbed her by the shoulders and tried to talk to her. But the woman either didn't understand him or just didn't want to answer. She merely kept salivating and trying to kiss him getting more anxious by the second. Angry and scared he zapped her again with the electric gun until she was knocked out again. He remained there sitting on the floor confused and frustrated. His penis was even more erect and he was slightly horny even if he had no damn reason to be so. Not knowing what to do he went back to the security room. Maybe if he kept watching the camera feeds he may get lucky.

As the streets were empty aside from a few passerbies that walked worryingly slow, Clarice could drive fast, ignoring the traffic rules and got to the lab faster than expected. Curiously the building was open but there was nobody inside, at least not in the reception. Sheila knew that her mother worked there but not where specifically. Clarice realized that if the building was empty, then they'd have an excuse to poke around. It didn't work. A security guard a couple of years older than her appeared through a door. Lenny, according to the name tag. Differently to the other people she had seen so far, he acted like a normal person.

-Can I help you?

-This girl is looking for her mother, that works here.

-Come to the security room.

Lenny guessed that the girl's mother was the one that had attacked him. For Clarice it was odd that they were invited to the security room, but she followed him. The heat she was feeling in her crotch was hindering her capacity for reasoning. Lenny showed the girls on one of the screens the image of the woman he had knocked out. Sheila shook her head.

-That's not my mom.

-Why is she on the floor? You are the security guard. Shouldn't you help her?

-I, eh...- He was ashamed to admit what had happened earlier.- I don't know...

-You don't know...- In that moment Clarice noticed his erection. She suddenly started to feel uncomfortable in his presence. He might as well be masturbating looking at that woman. Clarice grabbed Sheila's hand.- Let's go check if she's ok.

-Wait. Take this.- He handed them a security card and his own electric gun. Clarice took them warily and left.

The elevator indeed needed a card and so the security guard was not completely crazy. A relief. Once in the tenth floor they approached the unconcious woman and awakened her. They tried to talk to her but she didn't reply. She got up and started to wander around very slowly and aimlessly, like the people they had seen in the street.

-Careful. My dad was like this when he attacked me.- Sheila mentioned.

-Yeah? Well, she's not attacking us.- Clarice remembered the man in front of the fire station.- Maybe we are not her type.

As talking with her didn't seem to be possible, Clarice checked her pockets looking for and identity card. She didn't find it but instead she obtained a security card of a different color than the one the security guard had given her. In the security room, Lenny felt like an idiot for not having done exactly that, which seemed so obvious. Through a quick guess Clarice assumed that the new card would serve to open other doors. She didn't want to but out of courtesy, and because he might be watching them, she decided to warn the security guard about her discovery.

Upset because the first day of his new job had been a disaster, curious about what might be in the basement and increasingly horny, Lenny decided to go with the girls downstairs when Clarice showed him the new card. Unsurprisingly there were more laboratories, but possibly with more dangerous organisms, because all the doors were made of thick metal, and many of them had electronic keyboards to type the numeric passwords. They didn't find anything interesting in the first basement so they went to the second.

Down there they heard the distinctive sounds of heels walking on tiles, the wheels of an office chair, fingers typing on a keyboard and the voice of a woman cursing. Sheila recognized the voice and ran towards it. The woman hesitated when she saw her. She didn't want to open the door, but couldn't leave the child behind, it was her own daughter after all.

-Mom!- Sheila hugged her mother when she opened the door at last. Her lab coat suggested that indeed she worked there.

-What are you doing here?- She asked in a tone that suggested anything but motherly love.- Who are they?

-I'm the sister of the fire fighter that saved Sheila from her father's attempt of rape.- Clarice replied curtly, scared because her brother was still missing, angry because of the woman's cold attitude and unexplicably horny.

-Right...- That knowledge didn't seem to scandalize her.- Did his saliva or cum make contact with your fluids?- She asked Sheila in a serious tone. That question made shivers run down Clarice's and Lenny's spines. They had made contact with clearly sick people's saliva.

-What! No! Mom, disgusting!

-What about you?- Asked the woman looking at Clarice and Lenny. When he saw his erection she got her answer.- You! Are you straight?

-Yeah...- Replied Lenny confused.

-Sit there!- She pointed at an office chair. As soon as Lenny sat, she threw him a roll of duct tape.- Bind yourself with this to the chair, legs and arms. Do it or get the fuck out of my lab!- The woman seemed to know what she was talking about, and possibly protecting a kid, so he complied. She helped him do his arms behind his back.- What about you? Straight?

-Eh...- Clarice was ashamed to admit that she wasn't sure. She had had a couple of boyfriends but had also felt interested in a couple of girls, even if she hadn't done anything sexual with them, aside from ass groping and kisses on the lips. So she literally didn't know the answer.- That's intimate.- She dodged the question.

-Yes? Well, if you feel a strong impulse to have sex with me or my daughter, grab the tape and bind yourself to something heavy.

-Fine! Now could you tell us what's going on?- Clarice asked in desperation.

Her name was Anna. She and her husband, Phillip, were in charge of the laboratory in the second basement, leading a group of eight scientists. They were developing a virus that travelled through the blood and affected the brain. It provoked and increase in the sexual desire and arousal in the short term, less than an hour. In the long term, a few days, it rendered the brain almost useless, and the victims could only think about sex and reproduction, even risking death by hunger.

A little more than a week ago a fight erupted in the lab. A flask containing the virus fell and broke, releasing it on the water distribution system of the city. Coincidentally the authorities hadn't been pouring as much chlorine as they should and so the organism survived and spreaded. Any person that had drank water from the fawcett could have been infected. If these people had had sex, or merely kissed someone, they had probably passed the disease. After the incident Phil, Sheila's father, was fired and Anna locked herself in the lab alone to try to find the cure. She didn't know that her husband had been infected, but she did send a message to Sheila telling her to stay at home as much as possible and not drink water from the fawcett.

-That doesn't make sense. Why would somebody create such an organism and not have a cure? What was supposed to be used for?- Asked Lenny.

-Make a guess.- Replied Anna with sarcasm.

-A weapon.- Deduced Lenny after giving it a thought.- Some of your mates didn't want to sell it, yes? Hence the argument a week ago.- Anna nodded pressing her lips.

-Right now this computer is developing the cure. It's very close.- She pointed at a screen.- Then will send the information to that machine to create the first dose.- She pointed at a big apparatus.- That other machine will make copies of the first dose.- She pointed at another apparatus that had a bunch of slots for inserting small vials.- And I will test it with the patients I have over there.- She pointed at a thick metallic door.

Clarice went there to look through the rounded window. She was filled with joy when she saw in two of the gurneys her brother Curt and her friend Julia. They somehow had arrived to the lab too. Curiously they had leather straps on wrists and ankles, bindind them to the beds and a tube going from their arms to bags with liquid, hanging above them.

-That's my brother!

-Yes? He and his friend found my husband's documents in my house, and came here asking questions. I guess that they went there to protect Sheila from her father. Thank you.

-What's that liquid you are pumping into them?

-That is food basically. With antibiotics to contain the disease and a narcotic to, eh... To protect myself.- Anna explained. Clarice would be very angry if she were lying, but had no choice but to follow her lead.