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Subject - LE-005

Description - Male moose

Experiment - Subject will enter a room with several pronghorn antelope, who have been drugged with an experimental hallucinogen.

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*Bang! Bang!*

She continued to throw herself at the glass door, but it would not break. She stopped, letting her body rest for the moment, before continuing.

*Bang! Bang!*

Two of the guards walked in the room on the other side, one of them saying, "Knock it off!"

The stoat let out a loud screech, and began to pace her side of the door, watching them intently. The infected fawn slowly made her way to the door, curious about all the noise.

The other guard held a small book in his hand. The first looked to him, "What're you doing, man?", he asked. The second smiled, "I'm trying to learn Latin.", he said, then tried to pronounce one of the words, "Yoo...guu...leeh....reeh."

The first guard looked at the book, "Ugulare mortous. What's it mean?" The second said, "This says 'to cut the throats of the dead', so I could only imagine what Iugulare would mean...something really sinister." The first guard looked back at the stoat, "Sounds just like that thing over there.", he said. He then walked over to her glass door, "Iugulare. That'll be your nickname."

The two walked out of the room. The stoat scoffed, "Now they're naming us?", she asked her infected fawn, "They'll regret naming me when I get out of this cell."

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The door opened once again. This time, three men came, their tasers already ready. The deer watched silently as they walked past their cells, stopping before the cell of Leeon. The cage door opened, and the moose stood. He could take them, but instead, he complied, taking a few steps out and acting nonthreatening. The men led him away down the hallway, and the doors closed.

"That was odd.", Silent said, "Leeon's never acted like that before." The others agreed, and watched the television eagerly to see what Leeon's fate was.

The moose smiled just slightly as he walked with the humans. He had a plan.

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After his physical, he was led into another room. This one surprised him - the room was rather large and full of plants and small trees. Leeon looked around curiously, noticing the men behind him holding something. He looked back in time for one of them to spray a gas in his face. "Argh! What was...", he began, but then started to stumble around. "It's a...sedative gas?", he questioned, but the men were already gone out of the room.

The moose worked his way into the room, and noticed some other animals there. "Hey...what are you...", he tried to say to them. The other animals, three pronghorns, glared at the moose in shock. He was threatening to the drugged pronghorns - the experimental hallucinogen running through their veins made Leeon look like a snarling monster.

"Stay back!", one of the pronghorns cried. "No, you don't under...", Leeon tried to say, but another of the pronghorns cried out, "Get back!!" The third lowed its horns at the moose, and began to growl at him. Leeon lost his footing and stumbled toward them. The pronghorns were startled and at once began to thrust their horns into him. He winced in pain as the sharp horns jabbed his sides, and Leeon collapsed in agony and confusion.

The pronghorns did not let up - they kept attacking him with their horns and then stomped on his open wounds with their hooves. Leeon cried out for help, but the only ones that could have done anything were the humans, who watched eagerly and wrote down notes.

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The moose was brought into an emergency room on a stretcher. His body was badly torn up and blood soaked, and the sedative was still making him drowsy. They left him in the room with a staff veterinarian, who started to patch up his wounds.

One of the scientists came in, followed by Christopher Daté. "How is he?", the scientist asked. "Just barely going to make it. Must have been a beating.", the vet replied. "We got what we needed from it. Do what you can, but if he dies then we don't need him.", the scientist replied, leaving the emergency room. Daté looked at the broken moose, rubbing his head and comforted him into a light sleep. He then looked to the vet, walking up to him and putting a small wad of money in his front pocket, "Make sure he lives.", Daté said. The hunter petted Leeon one last time before walking out of the room.

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Subject - LE-005

Description - Male moose

Experiment - Subject will enter a room with several pronghorn antelope, who have been drugged with an experimental hallucinogen.

Results - The pronghorns attacked the moose, severely injuring him. The moose has been taken to the emergency room, where he is in critical condition and is not expected to live through the night.

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