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It's a Wednesday night and you are at a church prayer meeting when > > > somebody > > > runs in from the parking lot and says, "Turn on a radio, turn on a > > >radio." > > > > > > And while the church listens to a little transistor radio with a > > >microphone > > > stuck up to it, the announcement is made "Two women are lying in a Long > > > Island hospital dying from the > > > mystery flu." Within hours it seems, this thing just sweeps across the > > > country. People are > > > working around the clock trying to find an antidote. > > > > > > Nothing is working. California, Oregon, Arizona, Florida, >Massachusetts. > > > It's as though it's just sweeping in from the borders. And then, all >of > > >a > > > sudden the news comes out. > > > The code has been broken. A cure can be found. A vaccine can be made. > > >It's > > > going to > > > take the blood of somebody who hasn't been infected, and so, sure >enough, > > > all through the Midwest, through all those channels of emergency > > > broadcasting, everyone is asked to do > > > one simple thing Go to your downtown hospital and have your blood type > > > taken.
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