The Plague Carrier
Hunger.
I opened my eyes. Complete blackness. Stillness. I lie motionless for a moment, listening. There was no
one to be heard for miles in this city. This is bad, I thought. Could it have happened so fast? Everyone? I didn’t
want to believe it. I left my blackened chamber and stepped out into the quiet night. Utter stillness. “What are you
going to do now...”, I whispered to myself.
***
The moonlight shown down …
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…because he simply stumbled to the floor and lay there staring. He began to
mumble in Italian.
“...Vampiri...”
“Yes, my friend, Vampiri, and all of the other meaningless names. Come, do not blame me for all of this. It is he,
Black Death, whom you should accuse. Let us now together laugh in his face...”
‘Ahh...’
***
The moonlight shown down on the empty street. Now it is truly silent, except, of course, for my footsteps.
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