From where we stood, there was a terrible sound of the cage being battered down.
‘The wolfe is going crazy!’
The building seemed to rock with the impact as well, with the ceiling lamp shuddering with each bang.
It had begun.
The staff ran towards us, calling for Mr Cranbert.
‘Sir, the beast!’
‘Permission to use a sedative.’
‘It’s impossible, we can’t get close!’
‘Sir, Mr Cranbert!’
Wasn’t it just a mess? Despite having anti-rampage weapons, the staff were sitting on their hands.
‘Try to take it down quickly with our strongest sedative!’
Cranbert commanded as he rushed past me back in the direction of the den, but there was such an awful howl from I don’t know what beast it was that made everyone crouch down and cover their ears with their hands.
Howling of Beasts
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