I walked to the hospital floor. Three of my patients were there.
It was empty. And quiet. No patients anywhere. A lone nurse was sitting at the nursing station, writing.
"What happened to everyone?" I asked.
She shrugged.
"Deadly mold," she said.
Not dastardly clots?
True story, swear to god.
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Not dastardly clots?
True story, swear to god.
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