I try to forget it, but I can't shake off the memory. I was still going to the office in one of the biggest cities in my country, and I witnessed businesses slowly dying, one by one. One day, I would go to drink a coffee, and the next day, they were closed. It kept happening again and again.

Then, a parent allegedly contracted the disease and was admitted to a public hospital (which was built on land that the government had virtually stolen from my family). After they were discharged, they told me that they saw government workers killing people. Yes, killing, not helping them survive. We're talking about healthy people lying down on a hospital bed, perfectly normal, talking and laughing, and then being dragged out in a body bag just hours later.

But of course, nobody believed us. Nobody wanted to take a closer look. We were called paranoid conspiracy theorists... I give up, I will look after my family, the others can go screw themselves.