Grief and despair!
All hopes had turned to ashes!
The anguished cries and howls echoed through the nursing area.
By the fence.
Many people were frantically kicking and shaking it violently.
They were shouting to be retested, they didn't want to die, begging someone to come back...
Like prisoners wrongfully accused, they were crying and pleading for a retrial.
But the staff didn't return, and the specially reinforced quarantine fence couldn't possibly be breached by pressure or impact.
There were also those who had collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
And some had their heads buried deep between their knees, either crying or in a daze.
In this moment of immense sorrow.
Those who would usually play with their phones whenever they had a free moment now didn't touch their devices at all.
Infected with a new mutant virus, with no cure available and death certain.
How could such news be considered merely bad?
It was a calamity, a cruel blow of immense pain!
