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him.
    Slowly the boy's movement stilled, and still the man ate
sinking further and further into the boy's form as he chewed through
all in his path. Blood rolled over the floor in an ever expanding
mire of dust laden goo, the cooling mixture made the air metallic
with its stench.
    The rich acidic copper taste clung
to Baker's throat as he pushed himself up from his position against
the wall and staggered to the window, heaving himself bodily through
it. Turning, he glanced behind him locking eyes with the Arab in the
arch way. The cool amber coloured eyes stared back at him from
beneath the black bush like eyebrows as he watched Baker and the
gorging feast before him.
    Baker's spell of captivation was broken by the garbled
cries of four men as they rounded the corner. Like a pack of wolves
they screamed as one. The sound was primal, almost inhuman as they
sprinted towards Baker's confused form. Snapping his rifle to his
shoulder, he fired three quick shots and watched as two of them
smashed into the face of one of his would-be assailants, while the
third carved deeply into the throat of another.
    Startled, stung, and yelping, the other two turned and
fled. Baker quickly jogged to the prostrate forms of the two men. One
was a twitching headless mess, while the second lay choking on his
own blood. Baker stared down at him searching for some sign of life
in the man's face but all he found was the same dilated blood shot
dead eyes of his other two would-be killers in the building behind
him, he watched as the blood bubbled up from the dying man's throat.
The crimson liquid surging forth in small cascading fountains as his
lungs slowly began to fill.
    The twisted distorted features of the condemned man,
glared up at him the dark soulless eyes warped by the pustule filled
sores surrounding them and his mouth. The man below him shot his hand
forth, his bone-like fingers curling into Baker's assault vest as he
heaved himself upwards, jaws snapping.
    A heavy muffled pop echoed down the dead alleyway and
the man's body fell to the floor lifeless. Sliding his side arm into
its holster on his thigh, Baker stood and quickly made his way to the
end of the alley. Glancing quickly left and right, Baker sprinted
across the deserted road way.
    'Pottergate, this is Baker.'
    Listening intently, Baker slid to a halt behind a
rapidly over flowing skip. Dropping to one knee, he slipped his
water bottle from the pouch on his side and drank quickly, rapidly
screwing the cap back on and shoving the bottle back into the pouch
as his ear bead squawked.
    'Baker, this is Pottergate, go ahead'
    Baker pressed down on the microphone strapped to his
throat. 'Something has hit this place big time, chief. I just
watched a local chew his way through a kid who seconds before had
tried to do the same to me. I managed to hop through an open window
and was promptly set upon by four other locals. I dropped two and the
others legged it. Chief, it's not good news thus far I know and it
only gets worse. They have the same physical symptoms as those eight
troopers back in Abu Naji, it's here boss whatever the fuck it is,
it's here.'
    Baker heard a poorly suppressed curse roll down the line
as he let the reality of what he was saying sink in.
    'You think it's the same thing.'
    Baker grimaced; he didn't want to admit it and he could
hear the tinge of pleading denial in his commander's voice, but he
had no choice.
    'Yeah, I do.'
    He heard Pottergate sigh deeply as he thought over the
ramifications.
    'Fine, call up the rest and sweep and clear the entire
place. It's a directive ten situation. I'll get the top to inform the
Iraqis of the situation. Rawlings, Bolton.'
    The line fizzed for a second then Rawlings' West Country
accent rolled down the line.
    'Sir?'
    'We all know you were listening in. You're on over
watch. You are authorized weapons free; drop anything on two feet
that isn't in a military uniform. If it moves, kill it.' Baker pulled
his finger away from his ear as