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| "WOODS TERROR" |
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| We got a call about a strange beast roaming around some woods behind a local subdivision. The beast turned out to be a Terror Dog. You really want a full team to take one of these down... but backup wasn't available. We were in for a ride... |
| The next thirty minutes were not fun. Being chased by a Terror Dog isn't something you'll forget. We were able to split up, and which ever buster it didn't chase, shot it in the back. We were able to wear it down while we regrouped. |
| This is a shot Rodriguez won't forget... his first time gazing eye to eye with a Terror Dog. |
| We circled around and caught it off-gaurd. We poured it on until we smelled bar-b-qued dog hair. |
| The possessed individual we rescuedfrom within the dog couldn't remember a thing. She seemed like a nice girl, maybe we can get her a job with us. You never know. |
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