The Hunted

Thankfully dinosaurs were nowhere to be found, but a more insidious enemy stalked me in my slumber last night – the Coronavirus.

My wife, daughter and I were among a group of refugees/evacuees fleeing the virus, and also angry bikers and the Borg from Star Trek. No, I don’t know why that particular combination was after us. Anyway, we were living in a village, trying to stay hidden, but somehow our cover was blown and we were trying to keep a bunch of kids safe, and then I woke up. Weird huh?

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