"Yeah, I did, too. Until the army got involved with their biological weapons and all that fun shit," Russell says with a snort. He tries to make light of it and really, after all this time, he's not nearly as angry as he used to be, but there's no escaping the fact that what they'd done to his hometown is the most disgusting thing he's ever known.

Their mistake had led to the deaths of over thirteen hundred people. His neighbours had gotten sick, gone crazy, killed each other and then those who hadn't gotten sick had been mowed down by machine guns and flamethrowers. Killed just for being in the wrong town.