Valkyrie's POV
"It could be either. If you look at the videos of the Insanity virus, they all have black veins and lips. I think this is just a rabies outbreak." I tell my mum. We are both sitting at the table eating breakfast, discussing the topic on the news, which is a report of either people that may have rabies or possibly the insanity virus in Africa.
"Well, first of all, people don't actually want to infect others when they have rabies, and second, they certainly don't chase crowds across town. It's probably another insanity virus going around." My mum responded with.
"I guess we'll have to find out eventually." I concluded.
"I suppose so" Mum agreed.
As soon as I'm in my room I tap the mirror and change into my work clothes as my reflection steps out of the glass. Skulduggery had called yesterday and told me there was sanctuary meeting that we couldn't miss, apparently it had something to do with the outbreak in Africa.
When I land on the grass I jog around the house and towards the bentley. Skulduggery and I greet each other and head to roarhaven.
Once we're there we enter the sanctuary building and tipstaff leads us to the meeting room.
As we join the meeting Ravel greets us. There are many people in the room, some of the the ones that stound out to me are China (I don't know what the hell she is doing here) , Fletcher, Cassandra Pharos, Ghastly, Mist, Ravel, Nye, a necromancer I have never met and a very wary, very tense warlock.
"As you all know, there has been reports of a remnant outbreak in Africa. The sanctuary there has requested all possible help, and this is where everyone here comes in. Each person here is either very powerful, can be extremely helpful, has lots of influence or has a high level of authority. I know that some of you may not see eye-to-eye, may not like each other or may absolutely hate each other, and I understand that. But I'm requesting that you help us in helping Africa by using your abilities in the sanctuaries favour. " When Ravel finished, the necromancer spoke up "I think I speak for all necromancers, warlocks, Nye, and China when I ask this, but how is this going to benefit us in any way?"
"Well, firstly, Nye doesn't have a choice, he works for the sanctuary, secondly, if we fail in helping Africa, this outbreak can possibly spread to the rest of the world, and hiding in a temple, forest or mansion won't help" Ravel answers instantly, as if he was expecting the question, which he probably was.
"How bad is it?" Fletcher asks, suprisingly. "I'll show you some footage" Ravel replies after a few seconds of thought.
He opens a VCR file on a professional looking laptop sitting in front of him. When the video starts there is a person looking into the camera saying something in african, he then turns the camera around to show a person being tackled by another that is obviously possessed by a remnant, while the same thing happens to hundreds of other people in the background. The possessed then bites into the person's shoulder, jumps off them and sprints towards the camera, leaps and dissappears, the world spins and ravel closes the video. The room is dead silent. "They are not remnants" Mist says softly, breaking the silence. "What do you mean they're not remnants?" Ghastly cries, "In that sort of situation remnants do not use the energy to hide the black veins and lips, second, remnants show emotion, they grin, they snarl, and they laugh, third, have you ever see remnants act like that, they always fight like normal humans, though with more force behind the blows" she answers blandly.
"She has a point" Skulduggery agrees.
"Maybe they're possessed by something else, kind of like what happened to the jitter girls" I suggest. "That's always possible, It's happened before" a man says. He has black hair, black eyes and a gaunt face. He is wearing a thin, long -sleeve shirt under a bulky spray-jacket with a hood, long cotton drill pants, long socks and a pair of joggers. With this strange combination of clothes, I'm guessing he's a dimensional shunter, wearing certain clothes so that if he shunts somewhere with an atmosphere humans can survive in, he will have the right clothes for the environment.
"Yes, it did happen, about six hundred years ago!" An elderly looking woman argues.
"Just because the last time it happened was a long time ago does not mean it can't happen again!" the man rebuts.
"OKAY!" Ravel says loudly "It could be as Valkyrie suggested, or it could not! But what I need to know is if anyone here is willing to help"
The room was silent. I'm not sure who says it, but I hear a quiet "Why not?"