Once upon a time in Sarajevo


The night is misty in Sarajevo. The air is cold and damp after the summer rain. The sky is dark and cloudy. A howl breaks the stillness of the night. Two yellow eyes apear from behind the dark bushes. The deep guttural snarl is low and soft; the agent turns off the safety on his automatic rifle. He gets a chill down his spine and a sense that he is being watched. Moving forward, the forest clears and a lonely farm house sits alongside a large field. The agent finds what he was looking for. The howling and snarling get louder as he approaches his target. He picks at a weed under his feet and recognizes the distinctive shape. This is the place, he is now sure. He radios back to his base to get support from his squad.

The conclusion can be found here.

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