On a first-class flight, Bruce encounters a service dog that’s only slightly less annoying than the woman who owns it. What no one realizes is that, thanks to a monkey bite, the dog is now a vector for a plague that will soon sweep the planet.<br><br>A sexy, young flight attendant named Burk offers to help Bruce home and to stay with him while on break. Burk organizes Bruce’s home for survival as they watch civilization begin to fall apart. Slowly, they collect others in need, including a young transman. When they hear cathedral bells calling the survivors to come together, they all pitch in to help.<br><br>Can love bloom amidst the apocalyptic death and destruction?

Blue Plague: The Great Silence

“You’re not going to hurt me, are you?” the girl asked as I thought about whether or not to turn the lights on.


This part of the basement had no windows, so I lit the overheads. The girl was pretty, but her mascara was running, and she needed a bath. Her hair, though a beautiful cardinal red (I guessed Feria by L’Oréal), was a disaster.


“Is that man your son?” Her gaze left me and took in her surroundings.


Just your average basement, left over partly from the fifties and updated in the seventies; part old furniture and way past their prime televisions and stereos, and part pool table and shag rugs. And a bar, I’d almost forgotten about that. Should I offer her a drink? Why not? Age didn’t matter right now, but a little calm could only help. Besides, I needed one drastically.


“Look at all these antiques!” the girl said.


I handed her a small glass of whiskey. “Kill or cure,” I muttered. “Sip it if you don’t drink much.”


Chapter 10