Chapter12.2
"End"
Domenico and his crew patch themselves up in the medical room of the manor.
The scarred commander sits alone with visible frustration.
He sits for a moment longer before exploding to his feet and tossing a medical bed across the room.
He destroys everything around him until a sudden calm takes hold of him.
He composes himself then says,
"We lost him... he was right in front of us and he..."
The composure he once had dissolves with every word.
"WALTZED RIGHT BY US! Prepare the others, we're going on a hunt."
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The entirety of the house assembles their weapons and hunting gear.
Shane sneaks around while he gathers supplies of his own for his own reasons.
A young hunter rushes past him.
"What's going on?" asks Shane.
The hunter stops in his tracks and says,
"The commander is gathering a small force. We're going after the demon."
The young hunter jogs off with excitement.
Shane whispers to himself in confusion until he finally realizes the meaning.
"The demon?... Damon!"
The technician runs to the communications room then begins to fiddle with one of the computers with haste.
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At the local sheriff's department, the Sheriff sits at his small wooden desk in his closet of an office and sips his coffee from a mug while reading the local paper.
A tall, skinny, pale Deputy barges into the office but the sheriff remains unbothered.
"What is it now?" asks the Sheriff.
The nervous looking Deputy fiddles with his hat in his hands while he tries to find the right words.
"Sorry, Sheriff but uhh..."
The older heavy set Sheriff is clearly used to the Deputy and his lack of wit so his frustration is subtle but clear.
"Spit it out, Deputy."
The Deputy stops fiddling with his hat and speaks while looking at the ground.
"Yes Sheriff, sorry Sheriff. Ummm well there was a problem at the hospital."
The Sheriff puts down his coffee mug then folds his newspaper before setting it down on top of the small wooden desk.
"What sort of problem?" asks the Sheriff.
The Deputy returns to fiddling with his hat.
"There was this John Doe reported and we were supposed to head over first thing in the morning to identify the situation but..."
The sheriff hunches forward then asks,
"But what?"
The Deputy's eyes finally look up at his superior but the nerves remain.
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Still Human
VârcolaciSet in 1991, in the isolated Wyoming Mountains, where the rugged landscape mirrors the inner turmoil of our characters, a prodigal werewolf hunter named Damon Acosta discovers a truth that shatters his world. The current leader of an historical hunt...
