<strong>The  Facility Estate</strong><br/><br/>The Foliage rich estate was crawling as in infested but not with the usual fauna types.  There was a great stone wall, the construction had probably been around since the time of the Roman Garrisons and the brick could have been made in Ancient China.<br/><br/>The Great Wall was now topped with barb wire. Along the interior, the estate itself was a mass of forest, meadows and streams. Dogs patrolled the place in pairs. No need to use handlers when a radio collar with blue tooth communication linked a control  tower that watched and communicate with the dog patrols directly from on high. The only disadvantages were those areas of dead space which were few and far between.<br/><br/>Mostly in the thick part of the jungle like forest. Where in the dead of night with no moonlight one could hear the crushing of fallen limbs and chopping of vines and shrub accompanied by heavy grunting noises.<br/><br/>“SSShhhh… I am listen at something!”<br/><br/>There was a bear like grunt of disapproval but the accompanying chopping stopped.  The night was still. Then a muffled shudder of a bush nearby. The breeze kicked up, the moonlight broke thru the thick cloud cover.<br/><br/>“There…”<br/><br/>Sure enough. There were scrubs that seemed to tremble and shake but off to the left of the scrub blinked a pair of amber eyes.  Then another pair.<br/><br/>“I am think eyes of dog. What is it you am think, Vern?”<br/><br/>“Aw fuck…” came a deep voice in the same location where the sound of chopping had come from.<br/><br/>A deep growl of recognition rumbled in the air.<br/><br/>“Call ‘em off Harvey!”<br/><br/>The eyes sank lower to the ground as the dogs gathered for a lunge.<br/><br/>“Harvey!!  Call ‘em off… You FU….” Vern’s command cut off mid curse as the dogs leaped.<br/><br/>Harvey Ledbetter returned to his post with the puzzle page of the paper tucked under his arm. He even aerosol the lou before closing the door.  He dropped into his chair and looked at the video cam before he turned up the volume.<br/><br/>“HARVEY!!  FUCK WAD… Call off those stupid…”<br/><br/>Security Officer Ledbetter turned down the volume and took a sip of tea as he watched the two trainers just inches ahead of the dog patrol trying to get a good rump bite.<br/><br/>“Decision… Decisions.”<br/><br/>