Raylay tucked some of his long, jet black locks behind his ear. A neon blue disk illuminated his temple. He jerked his body toward the viewing screen he’d left on the floor.
“Can you get that?” He asked in a grunty tone.
She gripped it and stared deeply into the expanding picture. Creatures of all kinds stared into monitors.
“The number of cases of the Moon Flu have risen to a staggering 900,000 on Okel. Chief Health Minister Jeb Elund is asking that everyone stay home for two weeks to flatten the curve. If you must go out, stay six measures from other beings when at all possible and avoid gathering. We’re shutting all commerce towers and domes down to stop the spread.”