Wolves and Men

Nicholas nodded his head. “Oh, is that what it’s called? Cuz, I was thinking something more along the lines of Sick Torture Apartments, or Third World BDSM Bazaar. What do you think? Catchy right?” He ran his hands through his long dirty blonde hair and shook his head. He laughed quietly to himself and whispered, “farm.”

Aceso glanced over at Katherine. She was sitting on the bed but her posture had closed somewhat. Her knees were pressed together with her hands in between them. Her arms trailed straight down to cover her chest. She was listening intently.

“What happened?” Aceso asked a sternly.

Nicholas looked up with rage but also pain. “I saw a whole building, a hotel I guess, and every single room had two people, guys and girls, tied up, some bloody, some not. Some were on cross racks and others were in chains. Some were just strapped to their beds. I swear it was like something out of a prisoner of war movie… or Hellraiser.”

“My god,” breathed Charles.

“Yeah, and that wasn’t the worst part. If that was the only thing I could have gotten over that.” Nicholas looked to Charles and Katherine. “The worst part was the rooms with people who just sat there. No ropes, no chains, no nothing. Just people sitting there with this blissful, empty look on their faces. The whole place stank of blood and there was always screaming or crying going on, voices that in no way could be ignored, crying out for this person or that person, begging to go home. But these people were dead inside. I couldn’t shake them awake. All they would say was…” And he affected a dead monotone voice. “’I have to wait for the Masters. I must feed the Masters. I can’t leave without the Masters permission.’” He shook his head and then said, “Those people didn’t care about anything that was going on around them. They just sat on their beds staring at blank TVs with that retarded half smile on their face and blank stare as if they were high on some shit that I have never tried or even heard of before.” He stopped speaking and returned his gaze to the floor.

Aceso said quietly, “I have been told of these farms but I have never seen one. It was good that you were able to destroy it.”

Nicholas laughed. “Destroyed? Destroyed?! That’s not exactly what happened, Aceso.”

“So, what did happen?” Aceso asked not unkindly.

Nicholas took a deep breath and exhaled harshly through his lips. “Everything went just like Lethe said it would, at first. We got to the Farm just fine, a few guards, but no cops. I knew what they were expecting of me and I was ready to do it. We went in through front door. We took out the two doormen who were standing there. I didn’t feel too sorry for them. From there we split up I went with Paregoros, and Lethe broke off with Billy. The bottom floor was just like every other floor in the place. So Paregoros and I went off into the rooms. The first room we came to had a girl and guy. The girl was tied to a stand up BDSM cross with some nylon rope. The guy was chained, naked, face down on the bed. It didn’t even serve any purpose, it was just humiliating for him to be like that. Well, I untied the girl who fell into my arms; she must have been completely exhausted because she couldn’t even stand up on her own. Paregoros shifted and broke the guy’s chains off so he could get up. The girl was terrified of the monster in their room but after a second, we were able to calm her down, then she passed out, I don’t know which came first. We told the guy to get himself and her out of the building and run. The guy didn’t need any more encouragement. He thanked us and picked the girl up. She was skinny, but he had a hard time carrying her. I don’t know how long they were there but it must have been a while for both of them to be so weak.

“And that was pretty much the routine for about an hour. We would go into a room, free the prisoners and tell them to leave. I wanted to shift as well but Paregoros stopped me pointing out the reaction she alone caused when they entered the rooms. People aren’t used to seeing werewolves anymore I guess,” Nicholas half-heartedly joked and tried to smile. No one in the room reacted very much. Nicolas continued, “So, we managed to clear the first floor and then up to the next one. That’s where things got fucked.”

“The entire floor was those dead inside victims; we couldn’t move them and were forced to leave them all. The next thing I know, I hear shouting and yelling, not from the victims which had been constant up till now, these voices were strong and confident, military assholes if I had to guess. We came out of a room just as the elevator opened and a whole squad of what looked like SWAT team members poured into the hallway. It took them all of point five seconds to open fire at us and I had to dive back into the room just to keep from getting my ass shot off.”

“Then I was running for my life. The walls of the place were paper thin and the bullets tore through them like nothin’. I got grazed a few times.”

“Are you alright?” Katherine asked.

“Yeah, when I got back Ryan fixed me up. So, I ran out to a balcony and shifted to werewolf form and started climbing the outside of the building. To be honest, looking back that was pretty cool. At the time it was a fucking nightmare! I got up to the next floor and I had to throw myself through a sliding glass window because those SWAT guys or whoever had also gone out to balcony and started shooting at me.”