Leaves crunching and twigs being broken beneath heavy footsteps were heard throughout the previously quiet forest. The scent of blood was heavy in the air, gasps of pain heard. The members of Task Force 141 found their wounded selves running. Blood staining the ground below as they kept on. Each sharp gasp of breath heard, their feet and lungs ached…the panic within the five members was a crushing weight in their chests. Running from something.

“WHAT IS THAT THING!?” Price would yell to the others, though no one responded. All of them too focused in surviving.

The human that pursued them was, an abomination if you will. Especially with a jaw grotesquely unhinged, the skin torn. Just clawed hangs and blackened limbs. They ran on all fours, trying to catch their dinner. That abomination was you. Yes you are human, an experiment able to shift into things more horrifying than the imagination can conjure. You just used a more humanoid form for this chase as you had no energy left to shift into something much more horrifying.

As they ran from you, you ran faster, the body of Rodolfo Parra dragging behind you, tied to your waist with a rope, because why would you leave your deceased food unattended? Regardless, the group tripped up and fell over each other, which gave you an advantage to pounce. So you did…their scream being drowned out as your mimd blanked. You began to feasting on the first person you could sink your teeth into, which was John Price. He screamed in agony while the others screamed in fear.