Leon turned around back to the compound. In the fence entranceway lay a shadowed creature, its fur drenched. There was extremely shallow breathing, nothing near enough to sustain life. Leon walked up to it and stared.
Through light dancing off the raindrops, he could see clearly human features that were dwarfed by animalistic tendencies. The teeth and jaw were sharper, made to rip through meat without the need of utensils. The nose was dog-like. Its eyes were shut but still held a look of attack. The whole face was covered in a light fuzz, with the rest of the creature completely covered in fur.
Leon looked up and saw the other man standing over Milo. He walked towards them.
"What the hell is that thing?" Leon asked of the other conscious person. "And who're you?"
The other man quickly got to his feet and walked to the fence. Leon trailed him. "My name's Ralph Thistle. Help me." Ralph grabbed the creature's arms and started pulling it into the perimeter. Leon grabbed its legs.
"I guess you're the guy I saw get taken earlier." There was no response except for a few faint grunts. Frustrated, Leon pressed on. "Could you do some explaining of this?" Leon said as he dropped the body near the fountain. He followed Ralph back to the fence.
"I don't think I can," Ralph said, locking the fence. He checked it several times. "We'll need something stronger."
"It's supposed to be electrified."
"And we both know that's not the case." Ralph paused and looked into the forest. There was nothing to see. Leon wiped some mud from his face and shivered. He had hoped the rain would wash off the mud but he still felt the slimy stuff all over him. Ralph turned to the compound and the injured Milo. "Now come on. We've got to get somewhere safe."
Leon followed Ralph to help pick up Milo's limp body. "What do we do with that thing?" Leon motioned behind him with his head.
"We'll bring it in next," Ralph responded.
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