That Cold Sinking Feeling – Part 3: The Cure

It was Friday evening, the plague wasnt as rampant as folks first thought it would have been, or maybe it was due to some folks who would have become brain eating shambling zombies turning into zombie dinosaurs instead that caused it.

Either way many folks simply locked themselves inside their homes hoping out out stay the length of the plague effectivness, little realising that the plague itself was airborne.  Many peole succumbed to the virus in the safety of their own home during Thursday evening going into Friday morning.

Rab the undead raptor had mutated fully by the time Friday evening rolled on, running around chasing down small animals to eat or generally scareing people out of their wits by running past and making loud dinosaur like noises.  In all the reports of Rab being seen in public though, not one report of the actual raptor attacking anyone, although that might be due to folks hiding away in their homes or running away at the first sign’s of the raptor appearing.

Mornington had worked most of the weekend on finding a cure, by altering the cure for the plague last year he finally managed to synthesise one which isolated this plage and the previous incarnation of the plague and kill it off without causing too many of the side effects that last years plague caused.  Early on Saturday morning he tested the cure of Rab the Raptor who was standing in the museum, within a few hours tab was back to his usual feathered self and resting on the exhibit stand. 

Mornington landed his old TARDIS and packed Rab inside, then sent him off for a well rested holiday back in the upper Barremian stage of the early Cretaceous period.  The cure worked.

The rest of the morning of Saturday Mornington worked on a strange contraption outside the dinosaur museum where this had all started for a second time.  The contraption spewed out a stange blue-green gas which had a pungent odour of wiggyfish, because this time around wiggyfish oil was needed to combat the effects of the dinosaur mutagen in the plague, and wiggyfish being the closest ancestor to marine dinosaurs in the city Vic used them as the genetic template for the cure.

By the late afternoon the signs of the plague had all but vanished.  Elleon had also vanished, having left a note saying she was off to visit relatives far away from New Babbage to rest and recuperate after the trials of the plagues return.  Other folks looked at Mornington more suspiciously, it was now the second year running that he was involved in a plague which had swept through the city, this last plague having dubious circumstances which led to extinct dinosaurs roaming around the city for a day or so.

It left folks wondering just what Mornington was up to in the days he wasnt in New Babbage.  It also left folks wondering just how safe the old Dinosaur Museum, now ran by Miss Bergamasco, really was?