Serena was tossing and turning on the couch, ho,ding her head in pain. She opened her eyes and they were burning silver and wolf like. “Space needle…black fog…people running from gold sparks…in danger…something…is wrong…” 

John ran down but went to the map, looking at it and saw the mark. “Chas…the symbol, it’s not a human one. That is a symbol for one of the Greek gods? Seems we are being called SOS by the gods of Olympus” 

Serena cried out again and Trish flinched holding her head. “She’s in too much pain…we have to stop this, she can’t take any more or she will…” she couldn’t finish.