Imagine yourself traveling.

You've got to go a few hundred miles to visit your friends or family in another village or city.

As you pull into town, you notice that there's no cars on the road and no people on the streets, and everything's

silent. You stop in to check on some stores, walk into the local McDonald's, you look around,

everything's quiet. You finally get to where you're going and you come to your family's house and you're standing

outside and you just have, you smell this horrible stench.

Then you just hear some moans and whimpers coming from inside the house.

Your heart is pounding and fear starts to overcome you as you walk,

afraid of what you'll see inside the house.

You enter and you look in the bedrooms and you see swollen, bloated corpses of your friends and family,

their bodies covered in pox

marks. You look in the children's bedroom and it's the same thing. Then in the last room,

two more relatives. They're there, but they're so weak and delirious that they can't even

rise to get water or relieve themselves,

let alone get the strength to bury the dead.

Now, picture this in every home in your entire city.

You stay and care for people in the home, but soon enough they die as well.

You bury the dead and you head home to tell your city what happened.

But you are unaware yourself that you will also be dead in three days time.

Hi, this is Caleb.

And this is Andrew.

Welcome to Airquay History and Legends, Episode 7.

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