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Werewolf

The scientist impressive, sweet poison spilles into a finished vein.

He violated the patient's healthy genes by nature.

Mutations on the face are irreversible consequences. This was the beginning of endless disasters.

In the cover of the night, something woke up in his obscure eyes. He left the hospital, giving God the doctor’s life.

Night in the yard. Unlit street. The hero of the story is at random.

Slowly sprinkling barefoot on the autumn asphalt, there is no face on the face. Seriously, there is no face.

Only the muzzle is dog -like, thick wool in unusual places.

A strong press, the weight of 140. not far behind the bushes, a quiet laughter and a rustle were heard.

There is no pity, only the rage of a mutant two corpses of naked, to the sounds of Wutang, tormented by their flesh.

In the morning noise in the city, chaos in newspapers. Anxiety is in the air, carried by the wind.

Somewhere in a dirty ditch, a werewolf woke up, now in the form of man.

Only pain in the head, dried blood under the nails of the skin pieces. The noise of cars passing by.

The situation is terrible, there will be no delay. Urgently need to run for help. Suddenly they will be strewn, like others.

But by the way, it can handcuffs himself for the handrail for the night.

Barping around the nurses surrounding from the jaws. Already let down the hounds.

The forest is naked on the torso, it should be at home until evening.

Otherwise, a new death and nothing good. How many years have been lived before.

And then he decided to cut a freebie on experiments. After all, the doctor says: we are a serious organization, superman, blah blah blah, a pure nation.

Like I agree, I left the signature on the documents with a firm hand. The assistant, a completely green youth, spent to the ward.

Then everything is like in a fog. In the pocket of torn pants, I found a message.

We must meet in some abandoned building, somewhere on the outskirts.

I fucking and so on the outskirts - a thought rushed in a drunk consciousness.

Until the evening, a couple of hours, well, I seem to have time. Gently, not attracting unnecessary witnesses, at the desired address the old hangar.

I scare yard dogs with my appearance. Well, the mutant is already in the hangar.

There are hundreds of the same as he, doused, confused guys. With an outstretched hand, a plastic glass of water: on a drink.

Swallowing her lips, asks for additives. So, purely for reference - you are not the only one.

The same green youth comes out. So we met all at last.

It’s a pity the doctor did not live up to this moment. The project is called: Red ribbon.

Controlled killings for the benefit of all mankind. We will put enemies on your knees, for the sake of our fatherland.

All this is cool of course, but I am not ready for this.

But you read the user agreement when you signed the contract.

And I also asked to eat cookies, but I received in response only a lapel-in-housing.

From now on, be attentive, young man. The burden will now be not easy.

Every night your body will change, this will not be the end.

Fuck, fucking, Che. I fucked you all in my mouth, who will throw you home, drink a beer, play Xbox, pushing the souls, otherwise the brain melts.