The three little girls stood trembling. They clutched onto each other while the crowd amassed around them.
A man shouted to the crowd that he had heard one of them sneeze. The crowd grew angry and ugly. They were afraid for their lives and their families. It was a terror that could only lead to hysteria.
The girls got down on their knees and began to cry as they tried to shield each other from the crowd.
The people moved in. No one wanted to get too close in case of infection. They began throwing rocks, as the Prophet had told them to do. They threw them as hard as they could with little to no apathy. Their only emotions were fear and anger.
The girls screamed as they were struck by the rocks one after another. Soon each girl was struck in the head several times. They stopped moving and lay there limp on the ground surrounded by blood red rocks.
A man moved in to listen for breathing. He thought he heard a gurgling sound. The crowd began throwing more rocks at the bodies on the ground. Before long it was hard to see the bodies under the pile of rocks. Once they were sure the little girls were dead, they threw gasoline onto the rock pile and set it on fire hoping to burn up the bodies. Then the crowd said a prayer and dispersed.
The little girls, Anna, Cora, and Nora, were the first to be stoned to death. They certainly were not to be the last. What was about to happen to the world would be a calamity for humanity that far outweighed the sickness.