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@ -183,6 +183,48 @@ He stopped himself before repeating his I-don't-knows. "Something weird. It's to
Isaac had, indeed, heard something. Had heard much. And while the three of them sat on the couch, Isaac at one end then AJ between him and Yves, he spoke and they listened.
"When it hit, we were all heading back to the trailers to get our stuff. One of the guys, Aaron, looked down at his hands and yelled. I was right next to him, so I could see it rush up under his sleeve. I thought it was some sort of animal at first, the way it was moving, so I slapped at his arm to try to knock it off. We rolled up his sleeve and there it was. It looked like vines or tentacles or something wrapping up around his arm to the elbow.
"A bunch of the other guys turned around to look at us and then at each other. A few of them had the marks on their faces and Aaron had his on his arm. One of them unbuttoned his shirt and saw it on his side, so everyone else looked under their shirts. A few had them there. The others went to the johns and looked in there, and they all had them somewhere."
AJ frowned. "And you?"
Isaac shook his head. "Nothing."
Yves stood and rooted through his husband's hair. "Not on your scalp or anything."
"Yeah, nothing that I could find, unless it's, uh...way up between my cheeks or whatever."
Tamping down the absurd urge to crack a joke, Yves only nodded.
"So we crowded in the trailer and boss pulled up some news on his laptop --- he had a mark across his forehead and cheek --- but there wasn't really anything on the news sites. Folks were talking about it on Facebook though."
"What were they saying."
Isaac shrugged. "Didn't ask. I was grabbing my stuff so I could come home. Nothing looked that out of the ordinary on the way. No crazy drivers or traffic or whatever."
A minute of silence, of averted gazes.
"I was too afraid to look at my phone. I was afraid something might have happened to you two."
AJ and Yves both shook their heads.
"Did either of you two research? AJ?"
They shook their head. "I was afraid, too."
"What of?"
"That everything would be crazy and I'd get sucked in and be glued to the screen. I'm sure I will in a bit. I'll get stuck scrolling and scrolling or whatever, but I didn't want to be...that when you came home."
Isaac's smile was weak. "Thanks for that, love."
Another silence, and then Yves spoke up. "Well, shall we?"
The other two nodded, and AJ went to warm up the projector and get their laptop plugged in. Yves, meanwhile, stood, stretched, and walked to the kitchen. He caught himself walking as quietly as possible, as he always did when stressed, as though by making noise he might somehow invoke the wrath of whatever force had initially brought that stress.
Dinner. Dinner would help. There was rice to make and leftovers to reheat.
## Miasmata
From the living room: the voice of an announcer. She managed to sound both calm and as stressed as Yves felt. Her voice was level, reassuring, and yet riddled with repetitions.