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In 2021 they were experimenting with those toxins you kept hearing about, trying to replicate whatever they’d done in Haiti. Most people didn’t hear it was more than one; they only heard of tetrodotoxin and forgot the other: datura stramonium. I named her Miss Stramonia. I think some New York governor wasn’t doing so hot and her dad wanted to keep her alive; Kathy Hochul. It was a big deal being the first woman, I guess. But they carried out all the testing in Newark instead of Manhattan because fuck the rest of us. And fucked, the rest of us were. The chemicals spread like mad, like a flu outbreak, like nothing you’d seen. Everything was getting infected. Even the squirrels and the ticks. There was a tight quarantine placed on the whole East Coast, every individual state and county. No getting in, no getting out. The people were the worst of it. Those who were infected, that is. There’s so little of them left we don’t really call them people. They’re tetrominids. Toxin-blooded