บท 20: Chapter20

#Chapter20

With his eyes riveted on the walking abomination as the unholy creation moves out from the thick vegetation into the clearing, Thomas Le Bon swallows hard, his throat dry…his heart hammering in his chest…he knows the AK47 is near but his eyes are locked onto the snarling livid product of man as it advances towards him. Slowly, no sudden movement he moves his right hand towards the pistol at his hip…a warning growl cuts across the clearing…the man freezes…the hybrid bares its killing fangs in a grimace of smoldering rage, foaming at the mouth like a rabid dog Hercules stands to his full height and moves towards the man thing.