"Hello?" *Kchhzzt* "Magnus you there?" *Kchhz-* Hale pulled the phone from his ear. "Ah hell, phone's dead." Hale gritted his teeth in annoyance and crushed the supposedly indestructible phone in the palm of his hand before slinging it far into the woods. "Guess we're fucking walking after all!" Hale adressed the five wrecked coach busses beside the road. They looked like they've been trough decades of war. [h2]"All right bitches! Off the buss and get to moving! We've got a few more miles of walking to do! Now, I know it's hard to [b]not eat the humans[/b]! But we're taking a shortcut trough the woods to make up for that discomfort!"[/h2] A bunch of rugged looking lumber workers came walking out of the first 3 busses. Each man or women in the group looked like they chopped trees with their bare hands, and wrestled bears routinely. They looked bored and at least as anoyed as Hale did. "When are we meeting this Magnus guy of yours?" One of the larger ones complained "When we get there alright? Shut up and we'll get there sooner." Hale replied. The other two busses opened up and a large group of rednecks, armed to the teeth with their granddads arsenal and homemade booze stormed out. They seemed exited. Or too stupid to be afraid. Almost all of them were drunk in either case. Hale strolled over to address them. "Alright you fuckers ready to become the children of the new world order?" The crowd roared in excitement, in reaction the other group howled instinctively, shutting the rednecks up right away. Hale laughed at their sudden realization of danger. "No worries kids, it's already twilight, by the time the moon is high in the sky we'll be trough these woods and right were you want to be, in front of your... erm, whadaya call him? Your vampire jesus or something?" "The harbringer of the new master race! Magnus![b] Magnus![/b]" "Riiight, yeah, keep it down though all of you. I heard there's another ancient evil in these woods, and if you all get ate Magnus will be so disappointed." With those words of encouragement Hale started to lead them trough the woods. Hale cursed under his breath the muddy ground and the wet slimy trees, he really disliked the outdoors. And it had always seemed to him the feeling was mutual. After a little while one of the other lycantropes notified Hale of a noise she heard. After a while of trying to hear, and discussing among each other what it could be Hale decided to scout ahead. Leaving his entourage to their own devices for a while he crept trough the undergrowth towards what now seemed to be the sounds of splashing water.