The news slotted me up so much I couldn’t get back to sleep until the thunderclouds were starting to lighten in the east. Another friend gone. And of course it didn’t help to know the same fragging bug might be lurking in my own system. When I did get back to sleep, the dreams weren’t pleasant. I was back in the parking lot that was Hell, but this time everyone around me was breathing like Paco, and I could feel the start of the bubbling mucus in my own lungs. Just fragging peachy.