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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."

seemed to had heard

have no right to tell

guy measured him up and

what's right 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 in the wild, abducted by the

messing his face up to emphasize the strength of his mockery. The third guy looked away for some

about someone else's, you'd probably not be squatting with

sooner the third guy quit talking than the first guy held until his neck in a bid to choke.

were separated. Then one of the guys who seemed to

our leader. If not saving him, at least tracing if there's anything that could identify him or

He stopped talking. There was peace and quiet

the hold of the two guys by him. He walked to the guy who