I had listened to his laboured breathing, through the night and ‘til his spirit left this earth. I could hardly bear it, knowing, with a dull ache, that my final act was coming soon too.
For years, the writing had been on the wall, but noone had listened. The viruses had prospered, and all the antibiotics had run out.
Digging sacred graves, for my husband and me; I coughed into the air, knowing I was the scourge, and pandemonium would follow…
By Sarah ©2018
The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 355 and Sammi Scribbles, Weekend Writing Prompt, #58 – Pandemonium
By Sarah 
Oh that’s creepy and you are going to infect everyone you come in contact with as well. I had better alert the border control people over here then!
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😉 you got it
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That was a fascinating response Sarah, so well done.
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Thank you so much Michael 😊
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Creepy and dark — well done!
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Thanks 😊 think I’ve been watching too much walking dead again
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Well wordled and I hope all fiction. I like how you were able to work two prompts.
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Thank you, I enjoy the extra challenge of meshing two prompts.
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Interesting story. The pandemonium is great name for a plague
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