Gregg Hurwitz - Minutes to Burn

"How can it create…" His eyes glazed as he took in his reflection in the window.

"You have to understand how viruses function. They can't live out-side their hosts, so it's to a virus's advantage for its host animal to survive and reproduce, passing the virus along. The Darwin virus alters the host plant or animal's offspring so it exists in a wide variety of organisms. Natural selection then acts as the executioner of the unfit, killing off those less viable mutations." She gestured to the crash door. "Like the rabbit's offspring. But if this virus is indeed playing with segments of functional DNA code, sooner or later, it's bound to come up with viable mutations-offspring that'll survive and reproduce in turn. The virus introduces wild cards to the genetic deck, and shuffles over and over- maybe thousands of times. On Sangre de Dios, it finally dealt itself a winning hand.

"It's like that famous example where you have a million monkeys on a million typewriters typing for eternity. Eventually, the argument goes, one of them would randomly type Hamlet. Evolution works in similar fashion. It's unthinking; all that's necessary is variation and sheer num-bers. But think how much more quickly one of the monkeys would arrive at Hamlet were they already using words, or complete sentences, instead of merely letters. That's what's occurring here. This virus shuf-fles entire blocks of genetic code, drastically boosting the odds that viable offspring will be produced. Those offspring that survive…they'd have massive fitness potential. It's as if they've evolved instantaneously. What usually takes millions of years has been hit upon in a single gener-ation. That's what's occurred on Sangre de Dios. Bear in mind that variation is not predirected in favorable ways, so when it's this massive, random, and viable… " She threw her arms wide and let them clap to her sides. "Those animals…it's amazing."

"Amazing?" Strickland took a deep breath. "The ramifications if this thing spreads are horrific. Dangerous biological agents are an issue of international security. Do you know, Dr. Everett, that a plane carrying a hundred kilograms of anthrax spores and equipped with a run-of-themill crop sprayer could fly over Washington, D.C., and deliver a fatal dose to about three million people? That a taxi could pump enough out its tailpipe on a sunny afternoon in Manhattan to kill five or six million people?"

"Yes, sir, I do." Samantha smiled curtly and turned back to the stack of micrographs in her lap. "I wrote that study."

Donald's nasal voice clicked through Derek's shoulder. "Gentlemen," he said. "And women. I'm calling in from Fort Detrick, conferenced with Dr. Samantha Everett."

"You're in Maryland?" Rex asked. "You flew out?"

"Yes," Donald said. "And after I explain our preliminary findings about this virus, you'll understand why."

Donald introduced Samantha, and the squad circled tightly as she proceeded to explain what they'd gleaned about the virus so far. Diego and Rex interrupted occasionally to explain the scientific terms to the soldiers, and to update Donald and Samantha about what they'd discov-ered in the specimen freezer and the water samples. When Samantha finished describing her hypotheses about the virus, there was a long pause.

Cameron felt the blood leave her face. If she contracted the virus, it would go to work on the embryo inside her. She had stood in the freezer with the others, the infected bodies swinging and dripping all around her. She'd already had morning sickness once-she was hardly at the top of her game, and if things went south, there was nothing anyone could do for her. Tank was watching her, maybe with concern, but he averted his eyes quickly when she looked over.

"But if this is how the virus works," Diego was saying, "then why do all the larvae look identical? Why are they not all different like the last generation we saw captured in the specimen freezer?"

"The virus must go dormant after the first generation," Samantha answered.

"So the first generation is all different," Szabla said, "but the second wave of offspring resemble their parents."

Savage lit a cigarette and Diego didn't even bother to comment.

"Of course," Rex said. "From a fitness perspective, if one of the mutated organisms survives to reproduce, it would be advantageous for it to replicate its own phenotype in its offspring. Continued mutation would compromise stability."

"It's like the virus found a working model, so it's sticking with it," Szabla added.

There was a rush of air as Samantha sighed into her telephone in the slammer. "It's amazing," she said. "The virus has evolved such that it provides a one-time opportunity for massive mutation. An unthinking yet solution-oriented process to create new animals capable of filling environmental niches."

Savage exhaled a long, thick ribbon of smoke. "Evolution in over-drive," he said.

Diego stood up, sweat glistening on his forehead. "This could be an age-old process-the virus locked in the earth's core, living in ther-mophilic microbes, springing up at intervals of hundreds of thousands of years to revolutionize life forms. It could explain instances of rapid origination, anomalies in the fossil records. The jump from cold- to warm-blooded vertebrates. The archaeopteryx. The Cambrian explo-sion. The Burgess shale. We may be on the precipice of such a period." His hands were shaking. He put them in his pockets.

Cameron held up her hand. "Stop," she said. "First things first. How does the virus spread? Could we get it from one of these creatures?"

"It seems to spread in similar fashion as a blood-borne pathogen," Samantha said.

"What's that mean?" Justin asked.

"If you fuck one," Savage growled, "wear a condom."

"Don't have open contact with the larvae's secretions," Samantha said.

"Well, don't viruses mutate all the time?" Justin asked, his voice lined with panic. "I mean, what if this thing goes airborne?"

"Let's not get dramatic," Samantha answered calmly. "It's not aerosolinfectious now, and generally, viruses tend to retain similar properties as they evolve. Besides, you guys don't have mission-oriented protective posture suits, and even if you did, you wouldn't be able to bend over and touch your toes if you put 'em on."

"What steps should we take to ensure we don't get infected?" Cameron asked.

"Well, we don't even know if it can infect humans, though, clearly, we don't want to resolve that issue the hard way. So, for one, I'd steer clear of that specimen freezer. Those bodies are packed with the virus, and from what you said, they're discharging secretions copiously. The large body you have at the camp is probably still shedding. Burn it-for your safety, and so it doesn't work its way through the food chain as it decom-poses. Do you have any antibacterial gel?"

"Yes," Justin said. "One bottle."

"If you come into contact with any secretions, rinse off and apply the gel. Handle the larva with care, but there's no need to be paranoid. Touching it won't spread the virus." Her sneeze echoed through the transmitters. " 'xcuse me. I do have some good news for you. As Rex pointed out, the confluence of conditions that allowed the Darwin virus to find its way into a single viable animal host is quite extraordinary. If it operates like viruses that are similarly transmitted, the rate of infection we would anticipate in the type of contact between a virus-bearing microorganism and an insect embryo is only one in eight. Taking into account the wasp and mantid populations of the island, and the odds of infected dinos going to spore state, UV weakening an ootheca so it could be compromised by parasitic wasps, and the virus hitting the unhatched nymphs at precisely the right timing-we're looking at an estimated one in one hundred twenty-one shot that another mantid ootheca was infected. The odds that the infected ootheca would produce offspring that pulled the right combination of organs and structures from the resultant DNA soup to be viable are even lower, probably infinitesimal. It looks like the assumption you've been operating on-that there's only one mantid line-age-stands an extremely good chance of being accurate."