“I finally got through Jordan. It only took a couple of hours. ” Sara added. “Hi, this is Sara Reeves. Oh no. I’m
immune. I have someone with me who is infected with Smallera.” Sara said to the operator as Jordan
grabbed onto her thumb as she continued to tilt her hand while speaking on the phone.
“Yes, His name is Jordan Fitz. Let me ask. Hey, Body Hottie is the last four of your social 3894?” Sara said
glancing over at Jordan holding onto her thumb for dear life.
“Yes, yes. Would you help me?” Jordan screamed.
“Be patient Jordan I’m getting you help now. I really don’t like that tone you are using though. it’s squeaky but I can
still hear it. I’m sorry mam. SOMEONE is being a bit impatient. Yes, that’s his social. So what are our next steps?
Do I need to bring him to the hospital? I understand time is limited right? mmhmm, mmmhmmm. So what does
it mean when you say overloaded? Like we just need to wait a few hours? Mhmmm, Mhmm. Just a sec,”
“Jordan, you really need to stop playing around. This is serious. You are just like those kids I babysit. Anyway, so
here’s the sitch. You weren’t the only one hit with Smallera a large spike happened a bunch of un-immunes got
hit. So the system is completely overwhelmed. They don’t have any slots open today. They are saying not to walk
in as they won’t have any vaccines for walk-ins because of the spike. It’s by appointment only. They stopped adding
victims to the waiting list as it’s thousands long already. Oh, I think she’s back Jordan hold on.”
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