Post-Apocalyptic Plague

I just woke up from a very interesting dream.

I say interesting because, taken at face value, the dream was a nightmare. I had to force myself to wake up, get up off the bed to stretch my limbs and get the sleep paralysis off, and bully my mind to start thinking of butterflies, green fields, and cute bunnies.

Nevertheless, the dream also had a so-so, pretty straightforward message to impart. Why the hell it was in my dream and not the plot of a B-Movie beats me, but I guess I did enjoy that nightmare a bit. I definitely don't want to see and experience it again though.

So here's how it was:

Imagine present day Manila in a post-apocalyptic setting. Overpopulated. Polluted.

In one of the suburban areas, the pollution problem was so bad, people started getting sick. The disease was highly contagious and anyone who got afflicted developed lesions on the skin. The virus would then spread to their brains, altering their cognitive processes and turning them into zombie-like but still mindful and willful beings.

The situation was initially contained within hospital wards and such but naturally things degenerated real fast when the doctors got sick themselves. Next thing you know, the plagued mobs started to converge in the streets, madly trying their utmost to spread the disease to everyone else who are not afflicted yet. Sadly, the plague got me too and I became one of the crazed mob as well.


Of course, there was a resilient few who managed to evade the disease and discovered an antidote to combat it: Salt. By sprinkling salt to the plagued mobs or otherwise bathing them in salinated water, the formerly crazed, including myself, were able to regain their sanity and the lesions on their skin started to fade.

Soon, the cleansed people started a movement to clean the city streets and get rid of all the garbage that probably caused the plague in the first place. It was actually good, seeing everyone doing their part, sometimes singing together to keep everyone's spirits up.

They eventually reached that suburban area where the pollution was at its worst, the last area that needs to be cleaned up and where the remaining crazed ones were in hiding. The process was really taking a while given how badly contaminated the place was.

But just like in a B-Movie, there was the twist: The crazed ones had apparently perfected a bomb which when released will spread the plague to every part of the city. And as the clean-up guys were just about starting to make real progress in that city area, that was when the multiple plague bombs were launched and the whole city along with its populace became plagued once more.

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