Outcome
“It wasn't that it was long, or dense. But she kept clicking away, distracted by the death tickers, the newest celebrity obituary, the user-submitted photos of blood on hospital floors and mothers crying in the street. All that and the media kept rolling on as ever. Many wrote jazzy, first-person accounts of the sickness in the streets, making flat, objective-sounding I-observations about the dead they'd seen, the pale faces, the clothes and sheets soaked in coughed-up blood.Several nicknames ap...peared for the disease, but "Panhandler" stuck. Ellie never got a clear idea why. When the jazzy stories bothered to explain it, they disagreed on the source. Urbandictionary offered a bevy of different definitions—that it seemed to be on every street corner, that it left your face as worn and hollowed as an old wino. The one she liked best was that it nickel-and-dimed you, bleeding you bit by bit until there was nothing left to give.When she could no longer take the news, or her own haphazard efforts to comb it for insight to where the first wave of quarantined had been taken, she watched the streets.MoreLess
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