The Last Herd
As we approached the clearing, we could see them, the herd was sleeping in an open field. ‘Look Scott, there they are!’ said Calvin excitedly. ‘I see them,’ I sighed, ‘Do we really have to kill these ones too?’ ‘I’m telling you Scott, these things are vicious monsters! They leave bodies mutilated! The world doesn’t need creatures like that roaming free!’ groaned Calvin in frustration. ‘I suppose,’ I said, ‘But don’t you think killing every last one of them is going too far?’ There was a...