[ WP ] You are a resident of a remote town with a population of around 1300 located in Russia , and have just been besieged by a large pack of 400 wolves . You must hold out until you can get assistance from the government . [ xpost from /r/todayilearned ]

We were told to stay in our houses, turn the lights off and not make a sound. I still can ’ t believe it, to be honest, they tell us that just beyond the fog there are hundreds of blood thirsty wolves waiting to strike. 
 
 “ I don ’ t see a thing! ”, Said Ivan with his mouth more full of vodka than the bottle in his hand. “ My spirits are low and I don ’ t believe all this nonsense about…..WOLVES. ” As he said this he made the universally known gesture for ‘ boogey man ’ ( not to be confused with Anton, who gets that name for entirely different and much grosser reasons ). 
 
 “ Don ’ t do anything stupid Ivan, we just need to wait here and do what they say. ” Nadya was the brains to Ivan ’ s….well….Nadya was just the brains. If it wasn ’ t for her, Ivan would have left the house for the pub an hour ago. 
 
 “ Don ’ t worry so much lapochka, I ’ ll stab the first hairy thing I see through the heart! Then I ’ ll piss on its corpse. ” Ivan grabs the fire poker and goes outside into the snow and fog, crashing the door behind him hard enough that it didn ’ t relatch. 
 
 “ Aleksei, shut the door! We can ’ t let all of our warm air out and now that we don ’ t have a way to stoke the fire we ’ re going to have to be more careful. Drunken dumbass is going to get us all killed! ” 
 
 I shut the door and then watched from the window as Ivan stumbled through the snow mumbling the lyrics to oy da ne vecher. The pub was across the street, which was buried in at least a foot of snow and lost in miles of fog. I opened the window just an inch so that I could listen to the fate of Ivan and also perhaps because his singing somehow soothed my worries. I could hear the crunching of the snow under his foot, as he swayed back and forth singing. Suddenly I heard a howl within the fog. It ’ s scream was sharp and I was not the only one to hear it. Ivan was so startled by the noise I could see his flask fly out of his hand and into the snow. As Ivan circled around with the fire poker in front of him ready to strike at the first thing to form from the fog, he neared the fallen flask. He took a few seconds standing at the ready, then leaned over to pick up his trusty companion. At that moment what must have been well over 100 pounds of fur and terror leapt out from the fog and onto Ivan ’ s left arm. The weight of the animal knocked Ivan onto his back and now he was stabbing at the wolf with the fire poker. Just as he plunged the weapon into the vicious beast ’ s stomach another wolf came from his right side and sunk into his other arm. As Ivan was lost to the fog, I slammed the window and curtains shut, but not before I could make out half a dozen eyes in the murk. 
 
 “ I need to lie down. ” 
 
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 I'll write more perhaps later, at work so my time is limited. 

