At first, Roger dismissed the warning, believing that the outbreak would die out far from Carragla.
But after a few weeks, the commotion began to spread among pig farmers throughout the region.
The local government announcements urged farmers to improve hygiene and closely monitor animals for possible symptoms.
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Another farm lost almost its entire flock in a matter of days.
The authorities initiated strict vigilance while the veterinary teams investigated possible infections.
Fear invaded Roger’s mind as he listened to those reports.
Etÿtoпces appeared smoke in the distant valleys.
The farmers whose pigs tested positive had no choice but to burn entire corrals to stop the virus.
Day after day, gray monkeys hovered over the mountains while the infected jackdaws sacrificed their animals.
The smell of smoke remained in the air for weeks.
Marites felt increasingly anxious as she followed the local news and warnings.
One afternoon, she climbed the mountain to speak directly to Roger.
Standing next to the pigpens, he looked at the animals with servile attitude.
—Let’s see them while they’re still alive —he pleaded in a low voice.
Roger hit his head immediately.
“If we enter peace now, we will lose everything,” he insisted, sounding confident in himself.
“This will pass. We just have to endure a little longer.”
Marites remained silent, although fear was reflected in her eyes.
The following weeks became the most difficult Roger had ever faced.
He disinfected the equipment daily and limited visits to prevent possible contamination.
However, stress slowly consumed him.
Every cough from a pig, every small change in its appetite, made his heart race.
Sleeping became difficult, as worry kept him awake for long nights.
Meanwhile, the prices of the pieces doubled repeatedly due to the disruption of the supply chains throughout the region.
The budget carefully calculated by Roger began to slowly crumble.
The bank continued sending him reminders about his loan payments.
Each phone call tightened the pressure inside his chest.
Finally, the cassacius defeated him.
After several nights without sleep, Roger collapsed from exhaustion while working near the corrals.
He was urgently transferred to a hospital in Cabañatua, where doctors diagnosed him with extreme exhaustion and severe stress.
For more than a month he remained away from the mountain, slowly recovering under the care of his family.
During that time, he couldn’t stop imagining how the pig farm was falling apart.
When Roger finally returned to Carragla, his fears turned out to be true in part.
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