"It wasn't a wolf, Redus." I said, throwing my rifle into the back seat of the truck.
"Damn thing was the size of a small horse, and oh, might I add, HAD NO FLESH on it's dang muzzle!"
From the other side of the truck came the haggard sigh of a friend who hadn't witnessed whatever bullshit their fellows had.
The kind of sigh that pre-empted a mental health check up every week after that from worried family members. "Yeah, did it have wings too and tell you the gospel of god?"
"Screw off...I know what I saw, and I'm not going hunting in those woods ever again, and neither should you!" I gazed out at the forest, the tall evergreens that once gave me shelter, now housed shadowy beasts from my nightmares.
"This forest...its not safe with that creature roaming around."
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