Pestilence Novels & Stories

The head of the Citadel expelled the culprit himself, ordering to appear there at least now, at least forever. All that remained was to pray to the Keepers and hope that it would work out... It didn't work out. The disease rushed through the villages and villages. She came, as they later understood, through the water, mowed down entire settlements. The Overshadowed have lost their feet, healing people, shutting the doors of the terrible guest. And, you see, they would have stopped the Rotten Pestilence, if not for the weather and not for the floods - it was impossible to drive up to other villages, in others the fever seemed to be cured, but after a week it fl

LEVI'S POV The door had barely shut behind us before Theo started speaking; the urgency in his voice immediately put me on edge. “It’s a plague outbreak.” I stopped so abruptly that Theo nearly walked into me. “What the fuck did you just say?” “A plague outbreak. And it’s the first outbreak of its kind in centuries. It started in Gravel End and Black Pike, but it’s spreading fast. They’ve already reported ten casualties already.” “Fuck.” The word left me under my breath, as we started moving again, both of us striding quickly through the corridor now.

Outside, there were many who lie on the streets, shouting in grief while trying to get into the facility. Those who were infected suffer from boils and looked too pale. It seemed that this disease is purging their blood out and turn them white and weak—leading to sudden death. The epidemic has spread throughout the village and it seemed that no one could escape the curse. This is happening again. The scenario was so familiar with Sarah, except that this time, death had come too quickly.

He said and gave up the ghost. I cried I haven’t seen him for years, and when I finally did, he died. Even though I grew hatred for him, all the hatred I had disappeared when I saw him. He was only trying to save the world. ONE MONTH LATER The world will never forget the event that happened. Over one million people got infected with the virus. Less than About 20,000 people died due to complicated injuries. Ambrose was lucky not to die, my mum was fine and so was Hannah and Ambrose’s parents.

The woman strongly protested. "Calm down Sara. We shouldn't make hasty decisions, we might need it in the future." Michael argued. Their arguments heated with each passing day and soon they couldn't even stand each other. "Mal! Mal!!!" Michael yelled. Malicay came running at the sound of his father's desperate voice. "Help me, we need to take your mother to a hospital." Malicay's eyes met with his mother's. A serious plague had broken out, and it was slowly spreading and most common amazing country folks. The symptoms were yellow eyes, shortened breath, paralysis and pale skin, the people called it Sun skin. The reason for this was unknown, but it was deadly and contagious, if not treated in

"Traditional medicine categorizes different symptoms in a detailed manner. They are split into nine types: Illness, ailment, sickness, madness, cancer, pestilence, hysteria, numbness, and parasites! What Mrs. Long has is a pestilence that isn't infectious, but incredibly hard to treat!" Hearing what Chad said, Stanley wiped the look of disdain off his face. He noticed that Chad did seem to understand Sandra's symptoms. Chad continued, "For this pestilence, you can only cure it with very targeted medication. Otherwise, you won't be able to get rid of the root of the disease, and it will torment her

Amelia had heard a long time ago that people in Norfolk even ate monkey brains. Amelia looked up, and her eyes fell on the black cloth again. She suddenly thought of something. The uncle went missing here, it wasn't a coincidence. In his mind, once it was something about viruses, he would definitely check out these farmers' markets. Because as everyone knew, in history, every major plague. Most of it started with animals, whether it was natural disasters or man-made. Take AIDS for example, at first it was because humans and monkeys got together. Syphilis too, it started with Native Americans...

Life respects no one A lot of shits happens When you expect. Despite what Mark was facing, the world was coming to a standstill. Over 200,000 people dropped dead suddenly across the continent In two days and the number is still counting. News had traveled like wildfire fear has increased. The few infected persons hospitalized complained of difficulty in breathing until death eventually took them away. Their diseased state was immune to antibiotics and doctors' prescriptions. Soon enough fear, anxiety grew.

“What’s your deal?” “It was impetigo and scabies. Probably caused by poor hygiene. Why on earth do you let your people stay in places like that without even proper segregation of garbage? Or even burial of the corpses? Do you intend to kill them softly?!” Siel fumed towards Elias who was taken back with her sudden explosion. He frowned. “Impetigo and scabies? Places like tha? Burial? What the heck are you blubbering about?” Siel crumpled her fist and tried to calm her boiling blood by taking a few deep breaths.

It would be like having an aperitif. Yes, that's right, an aperitif before dinner! What stronzo (asshole*) would have anything against an aperitif? "What happened to your other chef? "He's bedridden. Stronzo (asshole*) has a skin infection, apparently shingles. He told me about chicken pox, but frankly, I don't care. All I care about is who was going to feed my VIPs." The doors open again and reveal a gigantic casino. In the center of the tables of games, strippers make the show on bars of pole dance arranged.