correct?"
Carl thought for a moment and did some quick calculations, "Yes, that sounds about right, but I didn't pay attention to the distance I traveled from town."
"That's ok Carl, not a problem. We are just trying to map out the route you traveled. Now, you said you stopped for gas. Did you have any contact with anyone in that town, other customers, store clerks, anyone at all?"
Carl didn't like where this was going, he remembered Samantha, the poor girl manning the gas station and how she had clearly been suffering from the same illness that appeared to have hit him all of a sudden. Just before this phone call he had thought that was w here he had picked up this bug.
"Yes sir, just one person is all, there was a girl working the register at the gas station. Ummm, you see, she was also kind of sick and I did think that it was possible she passed me some germs and that’s what got me sick."
The doctor quizzed him for another few minutes about the symptoms he had witnessed with Samantha, he wanted to hear everything that Carl had seen, smelled and even heard related to that poor girl. When he asked again if there had been anyone else that Carl came in contact with he remembered how Samantha had mentioned two other customers before him that were also sick, but he had not seen them himself. He wasn't sure where all this was going, but the more he thought about it the more unsettling this situation was becoming. For FEMA to be involved in this, it had to be much bigger than he knew. Since they seemed very interested in what he thought was just a severe case of the flu, he was really worried that maybe it was something worse.
"Carl, I am going to put you on hold for a few minutes while I look over some data on this end. Don’t hang up, just stand by for a little while and I will give you instructions on what I want you to do from here. For now, you are to just sit tight and not approach any closer to that mine."
Carl acknowledged the instructions and he heard the phone click over as he was switched to hold.
Chapter 3
Dr. Woods put the call on hold for a moment so Carl could not hear the conversation on this end. The situation was looking bleaker by the minute and the last thing he needed was for some intern who was already in the thick of things to start getting on Facebook and Twitter with sensitive information and caus e a panic. In these early stages of a crisis or potential crisis it was important to get in front of it right from the start. They had learned that allowing inconsistent or inaccurate information to be released would quickly turn a bad situation worse. Right now there were still too many questions that needed to be answered before they knew what they were dealing with.
He had been awoken from a sound sleep by an emergency call from his office concerning what was reportedly a minor earthquake in the south central New Jersey area. The quake itself was not worthy of concern from his office, it had occurred in a rural area underneath an idle mining operation. These type of minor quakes were not unusual with some deep mine shafts, more than likely a portion of a deep shaft had collapsed into a fissure or sinkhole and registered as a small earthquake. The reason he was woken up concerning this incident was twofold. Satellite imagery had noted a plume of atmospheric discharge of some kind that was forming directly over the mine. Something was being ejected high into the sky from within the mine complex and that plume was spreading out steadily to cover several square miles from its center. The second and most urgent reason for waking him and concerning his agency in this incident were reports from three major hospitals servicing that region. In the hours following the earthquake, dozens of patients had arrived in emergency rooms with unexplained and severe flu like symptoms. His job was now to determine if there was a connection between the material being ejected from the mine and this