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It's a Wednesday night and you are at a church prayer meeting when
> > > somebody
> > > runs in from the parking lot and says, "Turn on a radio, turn on a
> > >radio."
> > >
> > > And while the church listens to a little transistor radio with a
> > >microphone
> > > stuck up to it, the announcement is made "Two women are lying in a Long
> > > Island hospital dying from the
> > > mystery flu." Within hours it seems, this thing just sweeps across the
> > > country. People are
> > > working around the clock trying to find an antidote.
> > >
> > > Nothing is working. California, Oregon, Arizona, Florida,
>Massachusetts.
> > > It's as though it's just sweeping in from the borders. And then, all
>of
> > >a
> > > sudden the news comes out.
> > > The code has been broken. A cure can be found. A vaccine can be made.
> > >It's
> > > going to
> > > take the blood of somebody who hasn't been infected, and so, sure
>enough,
> > > all through the Midwe...