Chapter 2: The Door In The Oak
Cliff found that hunting humans was a lot harder than he thought. Not all of them were as dumb as Mr. Cheney. In fact, most were a lot smarter. He had been hunting humans for about a day when his gun had stopped working. It just made a clicking noise and it stopped killing people. He had to kill the last one with his claws. He didn't like to kill people, but he knew he had to. For the good of the world. He was wandering along his favorite nature trail trying to get his gun to work, when a strange looking wolf walked up to him. Cliff was immediately on guard, ready to fight. He bared his teeth and snarled, "What do you want?"
The wolf looked at him quizzically and said, "You have thumbs. And you walk on your hind legs too."
"So," Cliff said, "You got a problem with that?"
"No," said the wolf, "because I know a wolf that does that too. I was wondering if you knew him. His name is Manny."
"I don't talk to wolves," snarled Cliff.
"You are talking to me," said the wolf.
"Shut up you dumbass," said Cliff as he lowered his gun. "Now beat it."
"Wait a minute," said the wolf. "I know some one you should meet."
Now since Cliff had been fighting his ego had been boosted quite a bit. He figured if he needed, he could threaten anything that this wolf showed him.
"Okay," Cliff said, "let's go, but don't try anything."
The wolf led him off the path into the forest and through a bush. They walked in silence for about 15 minutes until they got to a massive oak tree. The wolf rapped on the oak three times. To Cliff's amazement part of the tree swung open. A man was standing there, in the open doorway.
"What the..." said Cliff.
"Hello, Cliff, I'm Jack Bauer."