Madison sank down on the examination table. She didn't want to believe him, but one professor at the university had tried to tell them the same things. He'd called it the boiling frog theory and was ridiculed. He had said that when you put a frog in boiling water, it will jump out. Put it in there and gradually heat the water to boiling, and it will happily sit there and cook to death. Was this what was happening? She refused to believe it, couldn't believe that their advanced society was collapsing. She'd helped so many people. Hadn't lost one patient yet. Surely, if what he said were true, she would've found a case she didn't know how to handle by now. A cold dread slithered down her spine.
"There used to be airplanes making flights between all your cities, even most of the very small cities. Why aren't they flying anymore?"
"A lot of planes fell," she said.