This post is written for Friday Fictioneers.
Panic was starting to form a cloud of fear over the farm. The migrants that worked these fields were nowhere to be seen. The farms precious fruits were going to rot in the fields.
At first the owners were in denial. The crops would be harvested! The use of facial masks were soon required to repel the invisible invader. Once established the virus began to spread. Workers who had previously never been sick suddenly disappeared. Co-workers soon followed.
The owners anger began to ferment. The invader did not distinguish who it infected. The owners slowly began to disappear.