September 5, 2014

“Diseases ran down the ceilings in streams of thick black ooze. We looked outside and saw several men standing on the periphery of the front yard. They were lanky gentlemen with terribly long limbs and no faces. They were the slender men of plague. A single touch of their hands caused scarlet fever. We pulled the torn window shades down and hunkered on the floor. We knocked our heads against the walls. If we could sleep through the next few days, the slender gentlemen would give up and walk away. From behind the glass, we saw the snot dripping down their faces. They were such dirty men. They were nasty with infection. Several of us went outside armed with pots and pans.”

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