Metallicum Caro

by Don Money

It was only a matter of time until viruses caught up with technology. From the moment Griffen woke and his right hand clanked against his bare chest, he knew it was the virus, Metallicum Caro, metal flesh.

The news coverage of the nanite virus that jumped from artificial intelligence machinery to human host began a month ago, and the panic, as well as the virus, spread like wildfire.

What started along Griffen’s entire right arm and upper torso engulfed both legs by the time the quarantine technicians arrived. His last feeling was the cold of the metal engulfing his brain.

Don Money

Don Money writes stories across a variety of genres. He is a middle school language arts teacher. His stories have appeared in a variety of anthologies and magazines.