Bio-Engineered Terrorist Designer Disease

As I sit here writing this, I’m convulsing in pain as an invisible hand grabs and twists my bowels. Every joint and muscle in my body aches. And still I write this post as the ultimate futile act of defiance against the bio-engineered designer terrorist disease that threatens to consume my pitiful life. Damn, terrorism sucks. But I’ll be dead soon. See you in Hell.