Somewhere in the midst of the concrete and cars and dingy motels was the sound of an actual barnyard animal.  

How eerie a

CAPTAIN’S LOG #2(b) (Supplemental)[Circa December, 2020]

of viruses hit ‘em, unleashed by poachers who invaded the wild to make a buck trading on wild creatures.

At least these folks have a head start on what needs to be done.