The ambulance drove to the shaman's house. Fiona ran around, carrying baskets of olive stems, a few wolves had died.

Beds were being brought from different places and everyone was busy.

Austin, Harry and the Shaman were inside the office. "The president wants to build a safe place for people to stay" Austin announced, dropping the phone.

"It won't solve anything"

"It's becoming an epidemic, the president wants to provide funds and soldiers. Trains and planes are conveying people out of the country and lots of questions are being asked" Harry let out a huge sigh.

"The soldiers would end up losing their lives, it's all messed up" The shaman...