It’s your call.
The big red button is staring you down; can you press it?
The argument is there, clear and concise.
America’s waiting for the next big epidemic; let’s give it to them.
Can you do it?
You hold your breath and close your eyes.
Maybe this is one step too close to evil. Maybe it’s not the right thing to do.
But you’ve got a gun pointed at your head, and a big red button straight out of a bad film sitting at your fingertips.
You open your eyes.
You know what you have to do.