She put a hand to her face, “I’m rambling.”
You do seem to be giving a lot of information that may or may not be relevant to the mission, but lots of information is what Skitter asked for.
“It’s fine. Better that you give me too much information than not enough. Keep going.”
Yeah.
“My uncle got sick fast. He had a cold just days after Leviathan came, and it got complicated after, became pneumonia.
Ah, yes, here we go. Maybe he’s not dead yet, but this isn’t a good sign.
The hospital sent him out of town for medical care, and we got word he’d died just two days after that.
Yep.
RIP.
Respiratory distress or something. Drowning in his own lungs.
That sounds about right given the pictures on Wikipedia’s page on pneumonia that indicate fluids in the lungs.
Less than a week from the time he got the cold to the time he died.”
Ouch.
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