03.21.13
Annie, Kev and Clive were sitting around the kitchen table having breakfast when Tom walked in, looking tired.
“I didn’t expect to see you up this early,” said Annie. “Aren’t you on late shift this week?”
“I am. It’s just…I…”
“Oh my God. You had it too, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
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01.22.10
I have not seen a single living human for eight days now, in a city that used to house ten million. I wish I could say the same about dead ones, but one cannot escape the sight of the pyres piled high with plague victims. I will be joining them soon – this morning I felt in my legs the ache that presages the onset of the virus. In a matter of days I will implode. My bone marrow will mutate into an acid-like substance that will melt the rest of my organs, and I will join the amorphous corpses on the pyres.
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