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What follows is the first part of a serial novel.
Sean Nelson

“Please let me live”, begged a short pale man with scraggly black hair and a worn Nike windbreaker.

“Why?”, replied a hideous wolflike beast who blocked the only door out of the room. The wolf was over seven feet tall with red eyes that burned like hell fire and a grin that exposed a mouth that looked like a killing machine.

“Because I’m a good christian man with a family,” said the man.

“That’s eloquent. But I’m not a christian. Death is what I believe in. It’s the only thing you can count on. And because death is always closing in, life is much sweeter.”

“Sweet!? You call killing people sweet?,” asked the man.

“As Shakespeare said in Measure For Measure, ‘Be absolute for death’. He meant that we must completely accept death,” the werewolf explained.

“I’ve never read Shakespeare. But tell me this, what could I do to get you to spare my life?,” the man asked. A glint of hope came into his sunken eyes.

“I really couldn’t do it. I admire your initiative but it would be cheating nature. The coyote never spares the jack rabbit when he catches him. The death of the weaker party serves nature’s higher good,” said the beast.

Seeing that his very life depended on winning this philisophical argument, the man thought very quickly. “Actually, the truly dominant being is the one who has the power to kill but shows mercy. When god came down in the form of a man, Jesus, he was extremely kind and merciful.”

“That’s a good point. To show mercy can be a sign of strength and dominance and brutality can be sign of weakness.”

“Let me go and if you ever need a favor from me, I’ll be honored to serve you,” said the man, hoping to seal the deal.

“No, you’re going to die. Do yourself a favor and embrace the moment, it’s your last. But I’ll do you a favor. In werewolf movies, the werewolf always tears his victim apart. But I’m a civilized werewolf,” said the beast.

With this, the werewolf drew a giant pistol from his elegant leather jacket. The man tried to run through his enemy to the door. With animal grace, the werewolf spun the pistol in his hand and cracked the man on the head with the butt. The pale man crumpled on the floor unconscious.

“How beautiful”, the beast said out loud. “He made a last gambit for survival. Yes, life and death are two sides of the same coin. ‘Mercy is a sign of strength’, he said. ‘Bullshit’, I say. But he got more enligtened when he made a break for it. Yes, our instinct always tells us the truth but our mind never does. Oh, well. Here, I’ll blow his brains out.” He put the barrel to the man’s exposed temple.

“No, no, I’ll be like Jesus. I give you your life,” said the beast.

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