the roadside and slowly walked out of his car. It was still dark and very soon the day would dawn. His police precinct still considered the place as an act of crime scene. They rounded the whole area

t his service revolver. His best guess was the howling came from wolves. The howls were replaced by ferocious barking which made him tremble with fear. Being alone in the woods at this odd hour isn't the best thi

n't being followed by what he believed were the wolves. As he turned towards his car, he exclaimed seeing a young man standing by

ut only stares at the Detective. The young man looks older than his son Lucas and should be in his twenties. "What are you doing here s

curious. 'What type of man still dresses in a tunic in this 21 century?' he pondered in his heart and then opened his mouth to sp

re shouldn't be investigated. Tell your precinct to take off these police tapes as soon as possible." After he had said t

nd with a speed faster than the theoretical maximum speed of any human. He couldn't make any sense of what he just witnessed. He started looking around to see if he could s

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thought his son didn't make it and has been carried to the morgue. He fell to his knees and cried out. He can't lose his wife and only son. He can't be left alone in this world. As his thoughts were traveling down his me

you alrigh

me dad," Lucas cried out still

etective White approaches. He bends f

don't have to see me this way, you

u're not a monster. I think you should get to your feet, let me help you t

d of myself." Lucas after he noticed the changes in him, has been looking at the mirror every ten minutes to stare at his new look and curse hi

ucas' head. "Son, you need to rest