[ WP ] A team of Allied paratroopers retreat into a forest and at night , their numbers begin to mysteriously dwindle .

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 ``'Bout six and a half clicks north left'' The small camp fire lit by Callahan illuminated the rest of the group. 
 `` hey, Stone?'' Rookie sparked my attention 
 `` yeah?'' 
 `` What did you do before the war?'' this question caused the rest of the squad to chuckle in unison, `` what? You never talk about it. I know what everyone else did, but I ca n't quite get what you did.'' 
 `` Tell you what kid,'' I smiled, `` you got three guesses'' 
 `` And if I'm wrong?'' 
 `` Then you'll never find out'' This caused the little guy to quiet down for the time being, but it did n't deter him from trying. 
 I heard a click across the fire followed by Moreno saying, `` Miller, what the hell are you doing?'' 
 `` Stone, do n't move'' he said pointing the gun from across the flame at me. The squad started barking at him trying to get him to lower his weapon, but unbeknownst to me he was trying to save me. The beast had found its way to my back hidden in the darkness only visible from Miller's angle. He fired off a shot and I heard a sharp yelp behind me followed by a quick skitter off back into the shadows. The rest of the men tackled Miller, pinning him to the ground. 
 `` Stone! Johnny help me out here man!'' 
 `` Help you? you just tried to kill him!'' Callahan accused 
 `` You guys do n't understand!'' 
 `` Oh we understand perfectly!'' Robertson followed, `` you're committing fratricide!'' 
 `` No, wait!'' I called to them, `` I think Miller just caught a glimpse of what took Murphy.'' They paused and looked at me like I was insane. `` I think there is something far worse than wolves in these woods, and I think it's been following me from the start.'' 
 `` What are you going on about, Stone?'' Philips asked with a look of curiosity and dread, a face that I've never seen from him before. 
 `` That walk I made through the forest an hour ago was no routine stroll through the park.'' I then further explained to them about my growing suspicions through the night about something being out in the woods following us, hunting us as pray. 
 `` Oh shit! oh shit! what do we do?'' The rookie panicked 
 `` calm down, kid!'' Philips ordered 
 `` I'm not going to live much longer! I'll never see mom and pop again!'' he was pacing 
 `` kid!'' Philips shouted, and Miller walked over to him and shut him up with a knuckle sandwich. 
 `` That works too.'' Robertson crossed his arms. 
 `` Thanks, Miller, I needed that'' The Rookie reassured 
 `` feel free to mention it as the time Uncle Miller set you straight'' 
 `` Migrant Worker'' The Rookie said out of no where 
 `` Jesus, Miller! Did n't have to hit him that hard!'' Robertson joked 
 `` No, Stone, you're a Migrant Worker before the war'' 
 `` Strike one'' I smiled 
 `` Awe, come on! Really?'' 
 `` Let's keep moving'' Philips said not bothered by what I said to the rest of the group and took point and we followed. 
 
 So we kept moving more alert of our surroundings and more attentive to watch for a a beast lurking in the shadows. It was then where Moreno, Pfc. Jason U. Moreno, was sent flying off into the darkness by a giant tree trunk tied together by vines and Callahan, Spc. Michael Callahan, was pulled up by his neck into a tree strangling him. The act was so sudden that we were raised our weapons behind us. 
 `` What the hell was that?'' Robertson asked 
 `` Callahan! Someone shoot the vine! something!'' The Rookie pleaded, not knowing it was already too late for him.
