04-20-2013, 09:27 AM
I was on a bicycle riding down the main city street. After a block or two, in the road ahead I came to a bridge/overpass that curved downward in a concave manner. The bridge was covered in hundreds of dead and dying people who had just succumbed to some pathogen. I got off my bike and stepped carefully around the bodies as I went down into the bridge curve and back up the other side. I overheard that it was a plague or some new flu that started small but then went out of control, and I also heard the name Ian Mclane or Ian Mclean.