“Where’s our newest recruit, Sergeant? ”Asks Arthur, head of pleasure island security, the man in front of his desk, while he cleans his glasses. “I don’t know, alpha. She hasn’t come back from her mission yet” Steve answers and stand at attention. Arthur gives him a disappointed look and puts his eyeglasses back on. “I know sergeant… it’s your job to go and get her… and bring back that bitch she was supposed to rescue. Take Jack with you, he needs experience” Steve doesn’t move a muscle. “But alpha, he’s a human… he can’t keep up with us dogs…” Arthur seems to get inpatient and drums his fingers against the table. “Just do it… now!” Steve salutes. “Yes, Alpha!” Just as he’s about to leave the room Arthur speaks once more. “And Sergeant… stop calling me alpha… I’m a captain, not a dog…” Steve turns around and faces Arthur and salutes once more. “Yes… sir!”
The vet tech stares at Ruth with a mixture of excitement, fear and disgust. “Oh, my god… a werewolf! I can’t believe it!” She begins to wander back and forth, trying to figure out who to call first. Her boss? The press? Some scientist maybe? The police? Suddenly fear hits her. What will happen if the werewolf wakes up before anyone can come to her help? She begins to look around the room trying to find a cage that is big enough for the werewolf. But none of the cages is big enough for that purpose.
You look at your pack mate with interest as she moves about in the kennel. As you smell that she’s obviously distressed you sit up on your haunches and whines, trying to get her attention. But she doesn’t seem to be notice you. Suddenly a small object is thrown into the room from one of the open doors. Your reaction is to go, but before you have time to do it, the thing explodes with a flash of light and a painfully loud bang.
All the dogs wake up and howls in pain from the loud bang and the vet tech stumbles around, temporary blinded by the flash. “JACK!! You idiot!! NEVER use flashbangs when you have dogs on your team!” Steve groans as he covers his ears, just as his dog comrades do. Jack smile sheepishly and holster his gun and tries to help his team leader Steve who is lying on the floor, rolling around in pain. Steve growls as he sees that Jack tries to help him. “Don’t bother about me! Go and take care of the vet girl and complete the mission” Jack nods and pulls out his gun again and walks into the kennel room.