PO Jimbuna moved along the tall castle wall, clutching his holy grail of schnapps, heading for the North turret breach, when something brushed his shoulder. He froze. The hair on his neck--literally-- began to stand up and he felt the involuntary sensation of his skin creeping. He fought to turn his head. A shadow appeared from the darkness--it was true!--a creature, a true monstrosity towered over the petty officer, fangs glistening in the moonlight.
Jimbuna felt his body go limp.
Must not pass out, Jim old boy, face it like a man, he thought. He reached for the cleaver, desperate to make an honest stand. The bottle of schnapps slipped to burst on the pavement. The creature raised a hairy claw, then paused. Jim struggled to catch his breath--for a moment he felt a
glow, a power sweep over him. The creature recoiled and bolted past him through the breach in the North turret and was gone.
Jimbuna felt life return to his legs and began running in the opposite direction, unconcerned that he was moving away from his only route back to the camp. Then he heard a scream of pain from inside the Great Hall and checked his flight. There was some kind of uproar in the Great Hall. He pressed himself against the kitchen wall as Schütze The Enigma raced past. Steadying his nerve, he turned toward the North turret and made his escape in the growing light, back to the camp.
Schütze The Enigma found Hauptmann Rear at the Oberst's bedside. Their CO was a lifeless corpse, the carefully manicured features torn and shredded. "Mein Gott!" said Enigma, unable to tear his eyes from the scene. "Hauptmann...I guess this means you are in charge now. What are your orders, sir?"
Rear replied, "Check the other men, have someone check Gefreiter August, he was alone in the Dock Guard Post, make sure we are all safe and accounted for." The private snapped to attention and saluted, and ran from the room.
Day begins
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