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"What track next?"

One of the twelve men asked. None was the leader. The leader thingy seemed not to be working for any of them. They had been through the noise and the odds and the fight and the all. Twas time to get things the right way if they were ever going to make any progress.

"I suggest we keep trailing this. Where else could we possibly take?"

Another one asked. He looked at the first guy who had spoken. He wasn't a fan of his but they were obviously not there to figure out there differences. They were there for their leader who had been abducted by the fucking monster.

"I'm feeling terribly hot."

Another of the guys said. The first guy who had spoken ate the third guy up with a fiery ogle.

"Hot indeed."

He muttered to him. The third seemed to

have no right to

the first guy. The first guy measured him up and chuckled

to us. When we are worried about what road next to take you're worried about being hot or something. How caged is your thought. If you were the one

of his mockery. The third guy

you've been so concerned about your life like you are about someone else's, you'd probably not be squatting with

bid to choke.

went on and on for some while before they were separated. Then one of the guys

anything that could identify him or even a skull or even his corpse. No one wishes that but

He stopped talking. There was peace and quiet

the first guy shook himself free from the hold of the two guys by him. He walked to the