Alister and Amber

The towns on the map being so small many of them where not even registered, only the third stop later did they reach Mys Smidtha, the told location of the werewolf attack.

It wasn't much, just like the road they used to reach here the tar was badly maintained and many roads didn't even have tar.

"Now it makes sense why they'd shrugg off a werewolf attack" Nightingale said scanning the place as they headed through the town.

"How's that?" Dante asked.

"Its, barren, I mean look at it, its one step short of a ghost town"

"Many towns are like this here, Siberia is extremely vast and the population is just more than a quarter of America, even if its almost the same size"

"I wonder why?" 

"Maybe its because of the harsh conditions, remember if you go far enough east you'll find Alaska just over the ocean, the conditions are similar..." Danté said looking at the lake not far off "But, it still doesn't make sense, this town is between a lake and the ocean, its not i