Recap: Claude Sillings remembers his life and day before he became a wolf. Dr. Peroe Paine tells them of their various attempts to make a werewolf.
The small brown skinned looked at me with eyes that seemed to peirce the soul. His browns eyes flashed yellow like a dogs various times. It was like standing above a fathomless depth just to be sucked into. His stare was a knife that peeled my soul away like the layers of a onion learning all he could about it. I flinched leaning my head to the right out of his stare. He smiled.
"My subject Claude Sillings you are gonna be turned loose on a town Mexico, terriosts are hiding weapons with enough firepower to destroy small countries. America the neighboring country hasn't got complete wind of it yet. You are gonna infiltrate the ruins, kill the terroists, and rendevous at a dock where we will pick you up. I'm gonna send you at in a couple hours. Sorry for the late warning but its important that this is remains low key. Go pack and be ready."
As i turned around placing my hand on the door when he coughed. Turning around I saw him standing up looking at me with a small parcel in his hand. It was about the size of a small box.
"Take this Claude, when the time comes you willl know what to do with it."
I was running as a wolf on all fours the shipyard was busy with whistles and sirens sending police and many other people out to get me. The raining mist wetted my fur clamping it to my huge canine frame, giving me a horrifying skeletal look. I was crouched behind two boxes, laying in wait for them to pass. The cold mist allowed me to see my breath. My yellow eyes shoon like a lighthouse beaming outwards like a light behind glass. Lightning cracked the skies and waves ran up the coast as if the earthmother herself was out to get me. I bolted across the lane scaring the many coast gaurds sending sparks flying up from bullets.
"STOP men! It was a dang dog, continue searching for the intruder."
They would never find him. They're looking for a man not a wolf. And hopefully they never find me, he thought. Cause if they did, he'd have to kill them on principle.
I ran with god speed finally before paying cash to book a motel room within a couple miles of the ruins. Then i dreamed a dream red in tooth in claw, with deciet, a vendetta, and finally retribution. To bad it was the future in dream form
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