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Journal of the Insane (Post #17 pt. 1)

July 22, 2008,
My last statement was confirmed yesterday… the wolves are here and I realized that with a vengeance. I was walking over one of the many hills on this plain and that’s when I saw the pack of fearsome creatures. It didn’t take long for the leader of the group to see me on top of the large hill and suddenly pick up the pace. I turned and tried to run or hide, but I was severely outnumbered and there wasn’t a lone tree for miles of where I was. I continued to run until one of the black furred demons jumped out in front of me. I turned to run the opposite direction, but was cut off and soon they all formed a circle around me. They glared at me with their green, florescent eyes that seemed to pierce my soul as they waited for their leader. Their teeth gleamed with the savage hate I felt surrounding me. It was in the air… the presence of hate… of ferociousness… no pure primal instinct… God I have never been that scared in all my life… I thought I’ve seen it all, but it hasn’t even begun..

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