The prisoner exchange took place on the bridge.
Soldiers and snipers and floodlights everywhere.
Two men shook hands in the middle of the bridge and waved to their respective sides.
A line of men in chains with bags over their heads walked South.
One man in a suit and tie walked North.
When the line of men reached their side, the chains were removed, the bags were lifted, and their families saw them and hugged them and thanked God.
“Did you use my latest formula?” the man in the suit said.
“Yes,” said the soldiers.
The virus spread like wildfire.