Three years ago people started dying. Dropping like flies, hundreds, thousands a day. Scientists and doctors tried to figure out why, how, what to do, but they died too. It starts with a cough, a sneeze, an itchy throat. Before you even think you could be sick, you can't walk, or eat. You start coughing up blood, your head is spinning, you can't think straight. Your fever spikes, often going above 106°🇫, and with in 48 hours, you're dead. I would know, I've witnessed it five times.
Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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