They weren’t just losing people. They were losing all the things that had enriched everyone’s lives and made existence less tedious. There’d never be any new books, movies, video games, or metal albums. All of which were things some might view as trivial compared to the massive loss of life, but Corey didn’t think they were trivial at all. Even if he never contracted the superflu, the world would be a gray, dismal place. Would it even be worth surviving in a place like that?
