Phase 4 of the Great Pestilence is upon us, and all hope seems lost. The skies are filled with the sound of Pestilence-is-Real, the ground shudders under the feet of the Pestilence-infected. The once blue skies are now a deep shade of plague-purple.
But fear not, mortals, for the pestilence has a sense of humor about it. Why, just the other day, the Pestilence was caught dancing to its own tune, a jaunty number called "The Pestilence Shuffle".
But don't be fooled, for the pestilence is no laughing matter. It's time to stock up on pestilence-supplies, and survival tips.