Then there were plenty of ready bugs, in the forest, in the village, to kill him or her. That wouldn’t have seemed remarkable either. People died of malaria. People died of tuberculosis. People died of pneumonia. People died of nameless fever. It was routine. Some of those people might have recovered, had their immune systems been capable, but no one noticed a new disease. Or if someone did notice, the report hasn’t survived. This thing remained invisible.
