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The Beast Comes To Innsmouth
🕑 Added 2023-02-16 22:43:08 +0000 UTCThe wind from the Atlantic blew stiff and cold against the wolf as he exited the Ford. He checked his watch for the time. It was just about 6 pm. The sun had set and and the winds from the sea had hit the winds from the shore, a light snow had begun to fall over the bay that stretched out a few miles from the Wolf’s vantage point. Behind the clouds the nearly full moon at least provided some light, because there sure as hell wasn’t any coming from the little town in the distance.
Beyond the road’s edge, the ground sloped down towards salt marshes, beyond that was the confluence of the Ipswich and Manuxet rivers, which utterly separated the town of Innsmouth from the mainland. Wright lit up a Cigarette, the warmth of his Lighter fleeting against the bitter cold of deep winter
Wright took a drag on his Cigarette and checked his watch again. They’d picked the raid night well. One night before the full moon, when the wolf would be strong, but not wild. Now all he had to do was wait for the rest of the Circus and the Raid would begin.
Wright leaned back against the car as the sound of approaching engines grew louder. Headlights from another car Illuminated him as other agents arrived, along with local police, the sheriff, and a platoon of soldiers. Wright turned his head to look at the crumbling, rotten little town of Innsmouth. The Circus was about to begin…
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