Chapter I

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Driving, that was one thing I did well.

Also finding crazy shit out in the middle of the forest is another thing I do well apparently.

I found a pack of werewolves living out in the forest. I ran getting back in my truck I drove away quickly.

I then came back four days later and went through a different path and came across an empty lot that had been abondond years ago and decided that this was more interesting than them at the moment.

Peeking around my foot cought something and I fell.

Looking around for what cought my foot I see some steel tracks.

Now a little background info in me, I'm a mechanic, and my name is Zach Walker.

Now when you have a lot of info on random crap like me you know that steel tracks mean 1 of two things, a tank or halftrack.

Both are good.

Following the tracks I see them end and I move a bush and come face to face with the barrel of a 50. Cal browing.

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