There was a virus about, transmitted evidentially by close contact. I was in a bar with a group of people. One of our group had come back after, he said, drinking with a sailor.
We realized that the sailor was infected with the virus, and so I left to contain him or somesuch. I found him in the bathroom, on the counter, looking very small and like a ferret. I pinned him down with a red box, and waited. He didn't say anything.
I then went outside and waited for a bit, then seeing another of our members exit the bar quickly rushed up to them and told them that we needed a witch, fast. She pretended not to understand me for a while, then gave me two eyes and another body part. I put the eyes in my pocket and the other item, which had become a head by now, in a sack from a nearby Harry Potter shop.
I reentered the bar and rejoined the group, and quickly gave them the head and the two dead rats in my pocket. They were body parts of two people with the virus who were to be tracked down. Someone at a computer quickly took them, and I walked away a little.
Posted by Trevor Savage at August 3, 2003 3:07 PM