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only once to see the soldiers scurry to aid.
    But he kept on running.
    He locked the CDC lab. His hands shook. Calm. Calm. He had to calm down.
    He fumbled for his cigarettes and, against the rules or not, lit on in the lab and grabbed the phone. His fingers shook his badly as he dialed and inhaled his nicotine.
    A couple hits, a ring. No answer. A Voice mail.
    Damn it.
    Middle of the message he heard a few shots outside and it caused him to jump and topple the phone.
    In a panic he spun around, double check the lock. As he did he noticed the blood on his hand. Heart beating out of control, Hans ran to the sink, rolled up his sleeve and submerged his arm under the power stream all with the cigarette dangling from his lips.
    “Come on, come on,” he beckoned out loud, watching the blood clear from his skin.
    He breathed out heavily. A sigh. The injury was a speck bigger than a puncture would and wasn’t even bleeding anymore.
    After rinsing, he washed it, rinsed, and then scrubbed the wound with disinfectant.
    He coughed from the smoke, dried his arms, and then finally took the cigarette from his lips.
    His phone was broken on the floor, and he reached down for the pieces.
    Telling himself to relax, he sat, smoked his cigarette and tried to fix his phone. Anything to take his mind off of the strange event that had just occurred.
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    ‘God, oh my God. Something’s happened. The bacteria. The virus…’ Hans’ words were rushed, panicked, and filled with static on the voicemail message. ‘Something’s happened to Katherine. She’s gotten violent. I think she caught it. Maybe it’s the virus. The patients are gone. Not dead gone, but gone. I fear they may be suffering from the same delirium. She tried to attack me. She …’
    Bang. Bang. Bang.
    Silence.
    End of message.
    Saul had missed the call and by the time he woke, the phone stopped ringing. He tried with diligence to call back, but it went straight to voice mail.
    All he knew was that a frightened sounding Hans called and there were gunshots.
    He tried every line and couldn’t get through to the site.
    Saul didn’t need to be a psychic to know something went awry. Hans never lost his cool. Ever.
    First thing was first, Saul had to find out what was going on and get help if needed to the area. He couldn’t do that from his home, so praying that everything was fine, he began to make phone calls for that help.

CHAPTER SEVEN
     

4 miles out Carancus, Puno, Peru
     
    Pedro was a farmer, or he liked to associate himself as being a farmer. He didn’t grow much, and when his business as a carpenter folded, he moved his wife and two children to live with his mother. An ill woman of little means.
    They made it through the hard times. Selling chickens and eggs, along with greens.
    Pedro, a man of forty-five was a good man. People liked him. They counted on him. Strong and fit, dependable and wise.
    Pedro had a lot to say about his teenage children. On the previous night, their late night sneaking wasn’t a bad thing. They had gone out to the wooded area with others and heard a child crying. Sobbing, they said and they and their friends searched. Hours after they were supposed to be home they told Pedro of their search. At first, Pedro, like any father thought this was their excuse, until he saw the desperation on their faces.
    Then he, knowing the area as well as he did, took up the search.
    When he first entered the area he heard the crying and followed it, calling out for the child. The crying continued and Pedro worried for the child’s welfare, and if he could get to the child before the elements did.
    He searched for hours until the crying ceased. Pedro sat down to take a break, closed his eyes and fell fast asleep.
    He dreamt of his search, how he kept looking, until he fell down a hill and broke his leg. The dream of the broken leg was so real he could actually feel pain. In fact, the pain woke Pedro.
    Lying on his back, the early morning sun started