There was only one rule, don't open the door. Actually there were two, if you counted my partner Tim's slide rule. Why he carried the ancient measuring and calculation device was anyone's guess. He said it was "for protection" when asked. The answer seemed ludicrous. At 6'6" tall, 350lbs his appearance was monstrous, as was his attitude. The last thing he needed was protection. That was the biggest problem with human wolf hybrids, bad attitudes. That and an the occasional insatiable need to tear the arms off of any normals or hybrids that got in his way. He had been a scientist once and Dave thought he really carried the slide rule as a reminder. Currently, the normal human Dave and wolf hybrid Tim stood and pondered the door. Dave silently, lost in thought, while Tim sat down on his haunches and emitted a low growl, mind racing with thoughts of the hunt. Sheep left unguarded, his next meal. Finally Dave spoke. "Timothy, I don't give a fuck about the rules. I want that door open, and you are the man to open it." He paused, considering, then added. "Or wolf man I guess I should say. Have at it." Tim had barely heard his friend so occupied was his mind with thoughts of killing and eating. But he saw him gesture toward the door and got the general idea. Breaking things happened to be one of his many specialties and this door would be no different. He lowered his shoulder, snarled, and exploded toward it at full speed. Just seconds before impact, the door opened suddenly, and he disappeared into it carried forward by his momentum. Tim looked on in surprise then said "Here we go again." before quickly following, shutting the door behind him as he went.
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well done
This was fun, good submission.