A short play. The only characters are the voices in Cheryl’s head.
VOICES IN CHERYL’S HEAD: I have a symptom. It must be a disease, most likely one that will cause infertility now and cancer later. Whatever I do, I shouldn’t Google it.
[Googling it] Fuck.
[Later that hour] You know, that symptom was really mild and now it’s gone completely. It might have all been in my head, and I think we both know what goes on in here.
[Googling some more] But wait—-it says here you can have the disease and not have any symptoms. So I’m not off the hook. Fuck. What other symptom-less diseases might I have...? [Googling]