The next day, would I still be here?

This text has a story, global warming worries me, the future terrifies me. What will the future be for our children or grandchildren? Very clever, the one who can answer this question
Global warming is not just a subject that causes torment for an author. It's a reality. Periodically, the media gives us record temperatures, we worry and that's normal. It's those that scientists are finding in Siberia that torment me. In shirt sleeves in December on the shores of the Barents or Kara Seas, we are allowed to wonder about our future. A temperature that exceeds thirty degrees on the coast of the Laptev Sea presents us with a danger which. Permafrost has held viruses, bacteria, flora and fauna prisoner for time immemorial; if it warms up, what it holds prisoner will come back to life. I was shocked to read that a mammoth caught in the ice could come back to life.
This is the subject of this work. It is a work of fiction, even the characters who have a reality are diverted.
We are in Russia in a society in the process of decomposition, the foundations of society have collapsed, every man for himself has become the rule. Democracy is nothing more than a memory, the cult of personality is pushed to the extreme, even in Stalin's times it was more moderate. Putin is not a comrade, but he is not yet a czar. He maintains himself in power by evoking external and internal enemies. Its legitimacy rests on the power of its army. A machine gun is more convincing than a ballot. The press is put in line, a stay in a psychiatric hospital helps the journalists find the path to reason, and to forget absurd ideas.
A team of scientists even studies in Siberia, global warming offers previously unknown possibilities to search the ice, they are looking for traces of the past. They work in the service of the Kremlin and the army. The leader of the team, the one who screens power, military and political, and scientists, is a person who abuses his functions, nothing is a brake on his most unbridled vices.
The ice is melting, the temperature is rising, in Verkhoyansk, the coldest city in Russia, a temperature of thirty-eight degrees is recorded, it is getting hotter and hotter. Our team is worried, the permafrost will release viruses and bacteria. The man does not know them, he has probably never faced them.
They discover frozen animal bodies; they would never have been able to uncover them without global warming. Everything becomes possible, fear, anxiety and terror set in.
The military is becoming more and more interested in their findings. The army does not reassure them, it is a phenomenal force of repression.
The leader of the scientific expedition is ill, he has gastroenteritis, which gets worse as the days go by, and there is no sign of recovery. The doctor admits his inability to defeat it.