The Wild, Limited

“You’re only as good as the creature you hunt.”

My father, three days before he was slain. I was nine.

Forty years on and things have changed. The War left nothing to hunt.

So I created my own wild. The pitting of man against the deadliest creatures to have ever walked this earth. Any beast, past or ancient past.

Science, eh.

Now, man is hunting again. Winning. One man in particular. Marshall Marcus. He’s rich and he’s deadly. And he’s killed everything I have to offer.

Well, almost.

After all, it’s been a while since I’ve been out in the wild.

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Author: jackkholt

Film graduate. Lover of lots of good films and quite a few bad ones. Reader. Writer. Novel in progress, obviously.

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