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least we have another gun hand!
Quickly Karl, we’re over here! OH NO, KARL, FOR FUCK’S SAKE RUN!”
    The guard named Karl had seen his colleagues in the
torchlight, but had not seen the wolf. It was ten metres behind him, running
through the treeline, five metres, three…
    “RUN KARL, CHRIST, RUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!”
    Snarling with savage intensity, the wolf leapt at its
terrified prey, the others screaming in horror. “OH GOD PLEASE,
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
    In a bloodcurdling scene of savage, unbridled ferocity, the
wolf eviscerated Karl in seconds, the bloodied beast vanishing from view like a
carnivorous spectre into the ethereal, moonlit silver blackness of the forest.
Panic stricken, the men fired their weapons, “YOU FUCKING BASTARD THING,” but
to no avail.
    “CEASE FIRING! CEASE FIRING! CONSERVE YOUR AMMO!”
    “WHY? THE BULLETTS DON’T DO ANYTHING, WE’RE FUCKING DEAD!”
    “I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP!” Tempers were rising, fear quickly
embedding itself into every man’s thoughts, the fear of death, a savage death,
agonising and vicious!
    “Where are the dogs?” the burly man shook the guard next to
him, “WHERE ARE THE DAMNED DOGS?”
    “They’ve gone…ran away!” The fitful guard was shaking with
cold, intense fear, “THEY’RE AS FUCKING SCARED AS WE ARE!” The young man was
distraught. At only eighteen years of age he had wanted to join the grenadiers,
to fight against the immigrants, to be a soldier trained to Waffen SS
standards. But this was different! This was horrific, terrifying! Oh God, he
didn’t want to die! As he continued to cry, the young man’s bowels suddenly
emptied.
    “FUCK! IT’S OVER THERE, FIIIIIIIIIIIIIRE!” Further hot lead
scythed through the air, the forest becoming alive again with the ear splitting
cracks of gunfire. “KILL IT! FOR FUCK’S SAKE, KILL IT!”
     
    The wolf stayed low as the bullets passed by, its tongue
dripping blood, human blood, its claws and fur, covered in dirt…and flesh. This
is too easy thought the wolf, its sleek, powerful body manoeuvring to the rear
of the enemy, stalking them, watching them, enjoying their panic…their fear!
    Time to take another!
    From within its deep red field of vision, the wolf scanned
its panicking prey.
     
     Another terrified guard quickly turned to his left, towards
the sound of growling speeding towards him. Then he screamed, his voice cut
short as the wolf’s jaws clamped across his throat. He was dead in seconds. The
others fired, trying to kill the wild animal slaughtering them one by one, but
the wolf seemingly vanished again, its speed incessant, ghost like, its
powerful lupine form blending with the dark imagery of the forest. Hopelessly,
one of the guards dropped to his knees, vomited fitfully then whispered, “we’re
all finished!”
     
    “All he can smell is their blood! As of this moment Red Haze
is uncontrollable.” Jeanette Descard felt slightly nauseated as she viewed the
disturbing satellite images, “he will continue to kill until every last one of
them is dead!”
    “I agree,” Maurice Hertschell voiced his opinions. “We have
no communication with him, no way of contact and no way of defusing him.”
CEATA’s Commander in Chief glanced nervously at Charles Mann, “I have been
proven correct in my assumptions Charles. My worst fear regarding our newly
acquired field agent has become a reality. Red Haze is now uncontrollable.”
    “But he is a supremely lethal weapon Maurice,” Colonel
Mann’s eyes were wild with excitement, “you have to admit it!” The Colonel
paused, his gaze once again totally focused on the hunting wolf. “Lethal
symmetry,” he whispered, “that’s what Red Haze has! Such incredible,
powerful…lethal symmetry!”
     
    Within the bloody, tumultuous chaos consuming the prey, the
beast once again fell upon them, the guard firing his MP44, the wolf moving
with precision, its jaws biting down, hideously clamping onto human flesh, its
muscular, fur-laden body