The story of Dr. Mark and Mr. Dark

Discussion

Drinking a freshly made pot of tea, Mr Fishchbach read the morning paper as he usual did as his friend Dr McAvoy stepped around the dining room, polishing his gun, his heavy leather boots making an intimidating yet nerve-racking trudge with each step, making the Mark look up from his morning paper, watching Victor as he stepped around the room. Dr McAvoy soon started blowing down the barrel of his gun, making a high pitched squeal, irritating Mark's ears, gritting his teeth. "My say, Mr McAvoy, why don't you sit down and have some tea" Mark insisted, his newspaper covering but his eyes. The two men stared at each other for a short few moments. Victor ended their inquisition and nodded, accepting tea as he sat on the opposite chair from Mark, the maid pouring a cup of tea as the two men talked. "So, What are your thoughts on last weeks discovery?" Dr Fischbach asked it had been a week passed. "Coming to think of it I had drawn up a theory" Mark looked at him " And what is it?" Victor looked at Mark then at his cup of freshly poured tea, still steaming a little as he took a sip, putting the cup back down and exhaling, looking at Mark. He always loved being dramatic. "An animal" He simply said, Mark looked at Victor with a 'resting bitch face'. "Well quiet yes it is an animal, I'm not stupid. But what animal." Mark insisted he tells more, knowing Victor was holding back. "An animal of a great specimen. The teeth marks, I have never seen before. All different kinds of teeth marks from different types of animal. I saw tigers, dogs, cats, horse, cow teeth. It's quite remarkable." Mark looked at his friend, thinking about what he had just said. "Maybe some kind of mutated animal," Mark thought out loud. "Alas, this animal will most likely kill again," Victor added, mark nodding his head in agreement. They both finished their tea after their discussion before Dr McAvoy stood, " I shall see you later tonight for I have work to attend to." Mark nodded, as he had to do the same, "Mr Fischback" Victor shook his hand, "Mr McAvoy" Mark shook back before his friend let go of his grasp and walks out from the dining room and our the doors to outside.