Kevin Bluff had decided at long last to take the break that he so desperately needed. Two months in the wilderness of Montana would recharge his batteries and give him a chance to do some side experiments thst he had been eager to work on. Yes it was still work but it was for his passion, not his job as a radio transmission scientist.
He rented a cabin smack dab in the middle of nowhere, 40 miles from the nearest town. The cabin itself was felt big as the outdoors with a main living area that had a high ceiling and tons of windows, full kitchen, 2 bathrooms, and 4 bedrooms. Everything was wood paneled.
But tonight he was about 4 miles away on the top of a hill, camping under the stars. He set up the equipment he needed for this particular experiment. It dealt with relativity, time, the speed of light and the light from stars. He set the equipment up and it began recording the data. He would let it record data all night and go back to the cabin in the morning to begin examining them.
Kevin had brought all he needed in a large backpack. Tent, radio and laser equipment he’d made himself for the experiment, food, first aid kit, and of course his shotgun. Cougars, wolves, and bears didn’t just populate dating sites. Or he may find an elk or a deer.
He started the recording and went into his tent. He had a fire going, though a small one. He worried that it may disrupt the experiment. If it did, he would need to come run it again with no fire. He cooked a burger over the fire. After he ate he got into the tent and began to read on his tablet. Soon he fell asleep.
Kevin woke with a start to a loud roar nearby. Bear, he thought, grabbing his shotgun. He lay still and listened to a loud rustling commotion outside his tent. It wasn’t far off. The bear roared again, followed by a high pitched roar, almost like a human girl growling.
The commotion grew louder as the bushes right outside his tent rustled and snapped. A bear was clearly in pursuit of something. There was a thump and a skidding sound. The bear roared. The other thing screeched. It seemed to be yelling ‘no!’
He grabbed his shotgun and unzipped the tent. What he saw turned his blood cold. A woman was lying on her back trying desperately to scoot away from a bear.
He hopped out of the tent. “Get out of here,” he screamed. Instead of being frightened off, the bear turned in Kevin’s direction.
To Kevin’s horror, in the firelight he saw that it was not acutally a bear. It was more man-shaped, with a black jumpsuit over thick black fur. Its face was as much man as it was bear.
Its paws, however were all bear and had massive claws. It started toward Kevin, paws raised and claws flashing. Kevin sneered and shot it. The cartridge full of buckshot staggered the bear man, wounding and infuriating it. It snarled at Kevin and lept at him.
“Run!” He shouted to the woman on the ground as he pulled the trigger, emptying the other cartridge into the creature’s neck and shoulder. It reeled for a moment as Kevin began to reload. “I’m not getting another shot off without a miracle.”
He rented a cabin smack dab in the middle of nowhere, 40 miles from the nearest town. The cabin itself was felt big as the outdoors with a main living area that had a high ceiling and tons of windows, full kitchen, 2 bathrooms, and 4 bedrooms. Everything was wood paneled.
But tonight he was about 4 miles away on the top of a hill, camping under the stars. He set up the equipment he needed for this particular experiment. It dealt with relativity, time, the speed of light and the light from stars. He set the equipment up and it began recording the data. He would let it record data all night and go back to the cabin in the morning to begin examining them.
Kevin had brought all he needed in a large backpack. Tent, radio and laser equipment he’d made himself for the experiment, food, first aid kit, and of course his shotgun. Cougars, wolves, and bears didn’t just populate dating sites. Or he may find an elk or a deer.
He started the recording and went into his tent. He had a fire going, though a small one. He worried that it may disrupt the experiment. If it did, he would need to come run it again with no fire. He cooked a burger over the fire. After he ate he got into the tent and began to read on his tablet. Soon he fell asleep.
Kevin woke with a start to a loud roar nearby. Bear, he thought, grabbing his shotgun. He lay still and listened to a loud rustling commotion outside his tent. It wasn’t far off. The bear roared again, followed by a high pitched roar, almost like a human girl growling.
The commotion grew louder as the bushes right outside his tent rustled and snapped. A bear was clearly in pursuit of something. There was a thump and a skidding sound. The bear roared. The other thing screeched. It seemed to be yelling ‘no!’
He grabbed his shotgun and unzipped the tent. What he saw turned his blood cold. A woman was lying on her back trying desperately to scoot away from a bear.
He hopped out of the tent. “Get out of here,” he screamed. Instead of being frightened off, the bear turned in Kevin’s direction.
To Kevin’s horror, in the firelight he saw that it was not acutally a bear. It was more man-shaped, with a black jumpsuit over thick black fur. Its face was as much man as it was bear.
Its paws, however were all bear and had massive claws. It started toward Kevin, paws raised and claws flashing. Kevin sneered and shot it. The cartridge full of buckshot staggered the bear man, wounding and infuriating it. It snarled at Kevin and lept at him.
“Run!” He shouted to the woman on the ground as he pulled the trigger, emptying the other cartridge into the creature’s neck and shoulder. It reeled for a moment as Kevin began to reload. “I’m not getting another shot off without a miracle.”
