Snippet #2548309

Daniella stood on the well worn path re checking the GPS device, eying The Brute,
"So we've crossed the housing, two checkpoints, up a fucking hill, through a bloody forest, back down the other side and back around to where we started. I'm just beginning to wonder if your hearts is really in this, AND!! My shoes, are getting dirty." sitting on a fallen tree she takes in her surroundings.
"Miss I can show you, they go in around abouts. I follow smells and prints." The Brute holds his hands up in submission.
"I didn't ask for excuses, I didn't ask for reasons. I want these little shits found. Yesterday! Do. you. understand." stepping toe to toe with the mongrel she shows him the co-ordinates again.
"Fetch boy" sitting back on the tree the dog gets too work. Flicking open her phone she hits re-dial. The same male voice answers again.
"yes...?"
"We're at the last known location, We've made the perimeter sweep, but it looks like they may have been expecting me and doubled back on themselves. Scooby's just trying to pick up the trail now." rubbing her temple
"Well border patrols haven't picked up anything, need another unit...?" Dani senses the sarcasm
"We'll be fine if not I'll send you the mutts heart instead" staring at the dog she could just imagine how the blood would spill, drip, trickle down his neck as his head parted ways with the rest of his body, how his heart would stutter, and finally shudder to a halt and still be warm when she cracked in thorough his rib cage and pulled it from his body. Dani's stomach rumbled, she hadn't realized she had gotten up or that she had closed her eyes, she snapped her eyes open focus brought to the for front her mind. A smell so... pure that it could only be fresh human blood. And it was close. The Brute stops, his nose only a fraction of a second behind hers.
Following the trail they walk back up the hill and into the forest, a small animal path spotted with human blood, small drops. Gaining speed up the gradual incline and loosing track of her surroundings Daniella's instincts start taking over, the blood driving her too feed and kill. A pungent stench suddenly punches through to her conscious mind. Something dead, and from the smell it's been dead a while. After a few more miles of following the blood trail the rotting flesh stench starts giving Daniella a head ache, a white light in the center of her forehead, each new step giving over to a new wave of pain. As they clamber to the top of the hill Dani can no longer keep her eyes open, a white light sits in the middle of her vision and pluses,
"Snoopy stop, there's... there's something wrong" sitting on the bare floor she pinches the bridge of her nose and shakes her head.
"Miss!!!!" the dog points upwards and behind Dani, she turns and her head pluses, but she can see what he's pointing at. A few hundred meters in the direction that the dog pointed in, is a roof top, she doesn't need to double check. She can see a religious symbol poking from the top, her stomach turns and for the first time in nearly 100 years she thought she was going to be sick. Turning her head away she nods towards towards the building,
"seek it out boy" sending in the hound to see what he can find.
"I'll wait at the bottom of the hill. before i ruin my suit" Come find me in 1 hour. Get it. 1 hour"