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[color=0054a6][b] [h1][center]Helmut Kürten[/center] [/h1][/b][/color]

Helmut wasn’t surprised that humans had taken chunks of this woman. He had seen a lot worse before and during the war.  Cannibalism was something he had seen before, especially when times get disparate. When there is no food and no wildlife to hunt, the next best thing would be an enemy soldier or someone unlucky to cross your path. For a moment, the corpse of the woman turned into a dead British soldier. His neck was chewed up, and his head was bashed in thanks to a trench shovel.  The soldier’s eyes were open, and his hand moved towards Helmut. His words were lost in a loud gargling of blood.  A part of his brain fell out of his head and landed on his uniform. 

Helmut shook his head while having his eyes closed shut.  Being relieved that the soldier was replaced with the dead woman. His eyes followed Masako’s pen, moving along the wounds. “[color=0054a6][i]Do you think multiple people could have done this to her? Or perhaps one person with a lot of time on their hands? I wonder if they had killed and brought the corpses to the graveyard because they think it’s a safe place to eat the bodies.[/i][/color]"

He looked over at Rudy and Nicola, nodding his head in agreement. “[color=0054a6][i]It would be best if those who wanna hunt these bastards stay here so that we can figure out a plan. The others who don’t wanna get their hands dirty can go back and tell Mr.Temple about our findings.[/i][/color]”  His eyes moved towards the pistol in his hand. It glemed slightly in the light of the moon.