But we never gave in, not really; there was that one time just before liberation but other than that we were strong. We would see the boys they put on those masturbating machines just drop, just die, right there in front of us. The absolute cruelty was beyond our belief.
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I opened my eyes; the wolves were back, coming in through the entrance to the cave. One went straight to the cubs; she had something in her mouth. The other came towards us, growling softly, until he was directly in front of us. We cowered back into one another. Suddenly with an almighty heave, the wolf vomited. I stared in horror, recoiling.
“I think he wants us to eat that,” said Erhardt.
“What! Are you nuts?” exclaimed Mikhail. “Are you going to eat that slime?” he turned to me.
“I don’t know, I am so hungry.”
“Yeuch!” I reached over and picked up a bit. It was slimy but not foul or smelly. I put it in my mouth.
“Well?” asked Erhardt.
“It’s fine, it doesn’t have a different taste to anything really. Try it. At least it’s food.”
“How can this happen?” wondered Erhardt as he took a mouthful. “Do you think that God has provided this for us?”
“Mikhail, try it. It’s not bad at all. It’s not even sandy even though the wolf vomited it up on the sand.”
Gingerly, he reached out and ate what the wolf had deposited for us.
“What has God got in store for us?” asked Erhardt suddenly, “is he saving us for something special or just looking out for us?”
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