They take you away if they think you do. They take everybody you know away. 'ts what Mama and Papa tell me. They tell me I... I gotta pretend to be sick. Like all the other sick people.
[The smell of disease and decay seems to sit heavy in the air. A plague, outside the walls of this room. The dead, being moved out of homes.]
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They take you away if they think you do. They take everybody you know away. 'ts what Mama and Papa tell me. They tell me I... I gotta pretend to be sick. Like all the other sick people.
[The smell of disease and decay seems to sit heavy in the air. A plague, outside the walls of this room. The dead, being moved out of homes.]