04/07/2022 Snippet, MOUTHY.

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The damned Plague. The damned Plague.

When there were more of us — the ones who understand what’s really happening — we’d try to figure out just what went wrong. And that wasn’t easy to do! It’s ironic: the same rules we had to use to keep the Plague away wouldn’t let us get together to fight the real danger. I bet the mouthies laugh like sharks about that.

By the time enough people figured out what was happening, it was too late. The mouthies were here, burrowing in and biding their time. And you couldn’t tell one by looking, back then. They kept their faces covered, just like everybody else. The Plague wasn’t safe for them, either, just like it wasn’t for us.

Except it wasn’t the same, was it?