[ WP ] The story of a character known to a select few as The Silencer .

A slap across the face brought him out of his daze. 
 `` Wing! Wake the fuck up dude, your not listening! We need to get out of here!'' shouted Bud hysterically. 
 Everything started coming back to him, he regained his composure and knew what had to be done. 
 `` Let's go Bud, time to be free.'' he replied in a firm voice, giving Bud a slight relief, and hope. It was the time of year where they would do selections. The hall becomes to crowded, and a select few are chosen, taken against their will, never to be seen again. Hope was all the motivation they needed 
 
 They exited the area they were in, joining in the main hall with the rest of the prisoners. Poor bastards, most of them born here, never even knowing the freedom of the outside. They made there way across the area, approaching the opposite entrance. Peering around the corner, Bud could n't see any form of resistance in sight. 
 `` Looks clear too me, but let's just take our time, do n't arouse suspicion.'' he whispered back to Wing. The two moved slowly down the hall to the outside, the light hit them hard, the yard was very small and they did n't leave the doors open that often. 
 
 About twenty feet to the left was the section of fencing that Bud had been working on every available chance for weeks. The wire all cut and reset to look normal, ready for someone to take their chance. Bud and Wing finally had their chance. Prying the fence apart, Wing held it open for Bud to squeeze through, and once through, Bud returned the favor. 
 
 `` We've done it dude! We're out!'' shouted Bud, but quieting down just as fast `` We need to get moving before they find us...'' 
 Heading towards the tree line in a open sprint across the grounds, something suddenly lept out in front of the two, a large hair creature with an oversized tounge hanging from his face. It seemed harmless, though rather large and intimidating, towering over them. As soon as they tried moving away, the beast let out a deep bellow, and repeated. What was happening, it seemed like an alarm, a siren, a warning. 
 `` Run!'' screamed Wing as he turned to flee the scene, as Bud took off the other way. Wing got a few feet before a hand closed around his neck and raised him high in the air. 
 `` Looks like your an eager one are n't you!'' chuckled the farmer. The last thing Wing saw before being carried into the slaughterhouse was his best friend Bud, being torn apart by a black Lab.
