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AVA I need to learn more about this illness, but it's hard when I'm the one driving now and Jack is stretched out on the backseat sick.... Yes, I said sick. Something that doesn't happen to us I was always told it's impossible. But here we are not even three hours after talking with that man and he is so sick he can't sit up. So far, the only good news I have seems to be the fact that he doesn't seem to be going crazy and he isn't delirious, so we can at least speak with each other. The radio keeps sending the emergency broadcast beeping throughout the car as I try to find out more about this situation. It keeps saying over and over to head to the closest military base where they will help all of us who aren't sick. So far, I have found out that not everyone catches it. Some of us seem