Going to find a barefoot brother out, One of our order, to associate me, Here in this city visiting the sick, And finding him, the searchers of the town, Suspecting that we both were in a house Where the infectious pestilence did reign, Seal’d up the doors, and would not let us forth; So that my speed to Mantua there was stay’d.
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That summer of the Pestilence was brutally hot, and the stench of rotting flesh hung in the air like an invisible, noxious fog.
Rick Yancey -- The 5th Wave
Rivers of fire …. bloodthirsty Vikings …. pestilence so thick you can’t breathe …. and mixed into all that, like some devilish bouillabaisse, bird knows how many wights and hollowgast!"