Forgotten - Fiction #771429

I knew this man.

I had to know him, or maybe I have just gone  insane I think to myself.

He was so close to me that i could see the whites of his eyes, but they held something elnce it was like something out of a nightmare. 

He was so close to me  that his nose was almost touching my nose, and I could feel his breath as he leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"We all have it here, we are all infected"