November 13, 2013.

Thousands Flee From Storm's Destruction

A long line of trucks, with wooden-faced guards armed with sub-machine guns standing upright in each corner, was passing slowly down the street. In the trucks little yellow men in shabby greenish uniforms were squatting, jammed close together. Their sad, Mongolian faces gazed out over the sides of the trucks utterly incurious. Occasionally when a truck jolted there was a clank-clank of metal: all the prisoners were wearing leg-irons. Truck-load after truck-load of the sad faces passed. Winston knew they were there but he saw them only intermittently. The girl's shoulder, and her arm right down to the elbow, were pressed against his. Her cheek was almost near enough for him to feel its warmth. She had immediately taken charge of the situation, just as she had done in the canteen. She began speaking in the same expressionless voice as before, with lips barely moving, a mere murmur easily drowned by the din of voices and the rumbling of the trucks.

MANILA----With the death toll from Typhoon Haiyan rapidly rising Wednesday, survivors fleeing from the devastation threatened to overwhelm spared cities, driving up food and other prices.

"Can you hear me?"

But despite the strains of the exodus, the mayor of one of the hardest-hit cities encouraged residents of his city to continue to flee, underscoring the mounting desperation survivors were facing in storm-ravaged areas.

"Yes."

 "The less people we have in Tacloban, the less to feed," Tacloban Mayor Alfred S. Romualdez said. "Especially those who have lost everything."