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| - Montgomery went to visit McPherson once again. He advised him to tighten the cordon. McPherson acted normal this time, and agreed to what he saw as a wise idea. Then Montgomery returned to the children with three black, heavy suits and night vision goggles. "It's time for the hunt," he had said. For that was what he meant to do: to save James Harper. And so, into the night they lurked. Suddenly, but no, it was an illusion; there was nothing there, nothing important, anyways.
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| - Montgomery went to visit McPherson once again. He advised him to tighten the cordon. McPherson acted normal this time, and agreed to what he saw as a wise idea. Then Montgomery returned to the children with three black, heavy suits and night vision goggles. "It's time for the hunt," he had said. By now it was the night after the accident. The trio lurked around the place where the accident had occurred and progressed outward, making nearly no noise at all and without flashlights. Their night vision goggles were enough. They knew, however, that it would take a long time, and that it could very well be a failure if the National Guard troops caught up with the mysterious creature before the trio did. Then the creature would definitely be killed, and there would be no chance of saving the children's father. For that was what he meant to do: to save James Harper. And so, into the night they lurked. The three ventured together, so that they would not need radio communication but could whisper to each other, and to protect each other if need be. The night became darker with every passing minute; the sun had long descended; the dark outlines of the trees nearly blended with the sky. The green vision of the night goggles became more and more blurred, and their watches passed the 1:00 am mark. Suddenly, but no, it was an illusion; there was nothing there, nothing important, anyways. Suddenly, the nothingness seemed to get darker, but that quickly dissipated, leaving, once again, nothing. And the children were now scared, as they knew that whatever could get his father could also get them. Suddenly, it appeared. A black menacing figure in the distance. They were certain that that was it, the thing they were looking for... and they huddled together again, but their wills were steeled, and they knew that they must go forward. It was, after all, their father they were trying to save. Suddenly, they heard a loud screech behind them, and they whirled around. A car came up on them, and jolted to a stop. The driver looked at them, expecting them to be the monster that had snared Mr. Harper. Suddenly, they saw an eerie glow... from the darkness, came upon them a lavender streak in the far distance. The three huddled closer together, but realized that it was nothing but the first sign of the approaching dawn. Only then did they discover how tired they were. Suddenly... it had become disappointing, this hunt. They had yet to find what they were looking for, but several times already they had been scared near to death. This time, it was a gunshot, fired into somewhere. The rapport almost knocked them down. When they looked toward the source of the firing, they saw a string of men approaching, at regular intervals in both directions as far as they could see. The National Guard cordon. Moving in, and towards them. And a lieutenant who had his rifle aimed straight at them.
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