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Rated: E · Fiction · Cultural · #2227870
Dr. Carey Matthews blows the whistle on an inept and heavily politicized CDC, in 2020
CO-3 Dependent Society
Near Future Saga

2020

         Doctor Carey Matthews burst through the double doors to the Research Lab two of the University Research Building on the north campus of Harvard University. If they could crash against the wall, they would have. Carey dropped his laptop on his desk with a satisfying bang. “Steven,” he called.
         “Yeah, what’s up? It doesn’t take a genius to see that has upset you,” Steven replied.
         “Carl Morgan died unexpectedly sometime between midnight and early rounds at eight o’clock this morning,” Carey said.
And this has you upset you, why?” Steven asked.
         “Because Morgan shouldn’t have died. That’s why. He had Chronic COPD. I put him on the respirator day before yesterday when he started gasping for air. He did well all day yesterday. But last night, the nurse said Morgan seemed to be having trouble breathing. She adjusted the oxygen flow and watched him for ten minutes before going home. She said Morgan’s breathing slowed, and he went back to sleep. The ineptness of the night nursing crew is legendary,” Carey said. “They don’t check the patients unless the call-light rings. No one checked on him until early rounds.”
         “Don’t they serve breakfast to the rooms?”
         “Morgan was in a private room on a ventilator,” Carey said.
         “And you’re telling me this, why?” Steven repeated.
         “Because Morgan didn’t die of Co-2 poisoning,” Casey replied firmly.
         “If not from Oxygen poisoning, then what?” Steven asked.
         “I took a vial of blood from each of my patients before I left the hospital to come to this building, Cary said. “And the blood combined with what I read in Morgan’s chart, should confirm a theory I’ve ascribed to since college. You probably won’t agree, but bear with me.”
         “Now you’ve gone and done it, Mathews,” Steven said as he came around the partition and walked toward Steven’s desk. “This better be good.”
         “As I said, I’ve been working on this theory since high school. Have you read about the instances of suicide from Carbon Dioxide poisoning?” Carey asked.
         “Yeah,” Steven said. Since high school, I’ve done a fair amount of research into this subject. I had to do it. Marta started haranguing me on the subject right after we met, so I did a study to see if what she told me happened, did,” Steven replied.
         “Okay,” Carey replied, “so you understand what the theory.”
         “As I said, Marta insisted,” Steven said, “but I agree. So, tell me your version of the theory.”
         “It’s probably nothing you haven’t already heard,” Carey said, ‘but here’s what I believe. This morning’s gruesome discovery has only reinforced my theory. Many instances of suicide were not intentional. What with wearing masks to breathe, it stands to reason that many of those who committed suicide back then just miscalculated how much Co-3 was necessary for their survival, was too much. And the supposed virus pandemic of 2020 just made matters worse. I’ll lay odds that more than four children have been born with red eyes and a green pallor to their skin.”
         “My wife would love you for saying that,” Steven said.
         “I’m going back to do some tests on these blood samples, and make a copy of my results,” Carey replied. “After I finish the tests, I’m going to call Mark Jorgenson at the CDC satellite office.”
         “Good plan,” Steven said, “meanwhile, I’d better go back and finish my project. The class is at one o’clock.” Steven went back to his project, and Casey went to the back laboratory.
Casey and Steven worked together in relative silence for two hours. “What the hell,” Casey’s raised voice broke Steven’s concentration.
         “That many? Seriously.
         “And how many doctors reported abnormal births during this time?”
“Why hasn’t the CDC made it public?” Casey asked. “Afraid to rock the boat?” There was a pause while Casey caught his breath..“You should have my email by now, so look over my results. Call me back,” Casey said.
         Steven met Casey in front of Casey’s desk. “What was that all about?” Steven asked. “If I hadn’t finished my project just as you spoke, you’d have ruined everything.”
         “Doctor’s reported one hundred cases of Co-3 depletion in the past six months alone,” Casey said. “And that’s just in Boston. Mark told me that worldwide the death toll is over 100,000.”
         “I heard you ask Mark about abnormal births,” Steven said.
         “Yes, one-hundred and fifty babies born with abnormal skin pallor and red eyes,” Casey said. “Mark said that the CDC didn’t make it          public because they didn’t want to blow the lid off the status quo,” Carey said.
         “That sounds about right,” Steven replied.


2040

         “Ladies and gentlemen of my listening audience,” Tonight we will talk about the supposed pandemic of 2020. We will join the podcast is already in session. I have here a VR classroom discussion from Harvard University. The show host pushed a few buttons, and the podcast cam online.
         “2020 was an election year,” the college instructor said. “The supposed pandemic that began as a political tool, but something went seriously wrong. The CDC mislead people for months. Following countless warnings from medical experts regarding the danger inherent in the constant wearing of masks, scientists began to see a disturbing trend taking place. Humanity had again baffled scientists by adapting to CO-3 intolerance with an alarming tolerance to this chemical. People started dying at alarming rates, from ailments not related to the pandemic. Although the CDC credited many surges to the non-existent virus, later tests confirmed the deaths a result of CO-2 depletion. Unfortunately, they rendered this information to a virtual Case-Closed storage area in the CDC computer archives.
In Twenty-thirty, a young medical student at Harvard University Medical Center discovered that one of his patients had died not from oxygen deprivation, but the lack of Carbon Dioxide in his blood.
         “Ten years after these incidents thought to be new surges of the virus, brought with them a staggering death toll. Higher than that of the supposed pandemic. a young Harvard Medical student blew the whistle, and efforts to develop a vaccine failed when WHO and the Centers for Disease Control, abandoned the current experimentation for a vaccine in a concentrated effort to create new therapies for replenishing the body with much-needed Co-3,” the anchorwoman continued. “Today, more than ever, multilevel homes—once referred to as extreme homes, have become commonplace among those affected by this abnormality.” There was a click, and the VR News show continued.
         “This can’t be a good idea,” the show host replied. “It’s dangerous.”
         “Yeah,” Colin said as he turned off the VR News report. “I’ve had five contracts for multilevel underground homes this month alone.”
         “It’ not a strange phenomenon,” David said
         “No, but the host of that new show is right,” Colin said as the two men headed for the kitchen. “It’s not safe. Seismologists reported the occurrence of earthquakes in high numbers because of this new building trend.
         “Well, underground homes used to be called extreme homes, you know. Do you think the human species was preparing even then for this event?” David said.
         “Considering the alarming numbers of suicide due to CO3 poisoning, even in the nineties, yeah, it wouldn’t be surprising. I don’t think a lot of those people intended to commit suicide, you know. They just miscalculated how much CO-3 was too much,” Colin replied.
         “Look what it did to our appearance,” David said. “We look like the aliens they once feared.”
         “Weird, huh? The aliens would probably fear us now,” David replied, we come complete with gills, green skin, red eyes, and everything except tales.”
         “Well, I still like coffee, Colin said, “so, I guess I’m not completely alien.”
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